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The Fallen Champ

A hypocritical boxing preacher and his saintly wife, fight to keep their marriage becoming a failed statistic in the sports world, by seeking a wise marriage counselor.
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The Fallen Champ

A hypocritical boxing preacher and his saintly wife, fight to keep their marriage becoming a failed statistic in the sports world, by seeking a wise marriage counselor.
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The Fallen Champ

by

Douglass Robertson Jr.

Based on true events

[email protected]
FADE IN:

INT. TEXAS MOTOR SPEEDWAY - BATHROOM - NIGHT

SUPER: Dallas, Texas

A TEENAGE GUY walks into the bathroom holding a phone to his


ear.

TEENAGE GUY
Did you find our row?
(pause)
Ok, let me take a wiz -- HEY, watch
my seat.

The guy goes to a urinal and takes a piss. He hears a faint


noise; it sounds like meat slapping. He peeks past the row of
urinals at the stalls -- Someone is inside the last one.

The bated breath and slaps continue.

The guy zips his pants and creeps toward the noise. Upon a
closer look, he can see black legs wearing a pair of white
boxing shoes, and white satin boxing trunks draped over them.

The slapping gets faster and the legs vibrate too -- then
they stop.

The teenage guy snickers, holds his mouth and backs towards
the door.

INT. BATHROOM STALL - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS

From the top of the stall, we can see the top of the head of
a BLACK GUY. He turns off his phone and listens. He peeks
through the crack in the stall.

GUY (O.S.)
Ha! Ha! Ha!

The black guy drops his head and sighs.

FADE TO BLACK.

SUPER: "For God will bring every deed into judgment,


including every hidden thing, whether it good or evil.
- Ecclesiastes 12:14 (NIV)

A crashing thud; it sounds like the days of a 90's wrestling


match. A blood thirsty crowd gives a thunderous applause!
2.

REFEREE (O.S.)
1... 2... 3...

FADE UP ON:

INT. TEXAS MOTOR SPEEDWAY - BOXING RING - NIGHT

A tall, muscular, heavyweight boxer wears white shoes and


white satin trunks, the guy from the bathroom, DOUG "THE
PREACHERMAN" ROBERTSON, early 30s is propped on one knee
watching a REFEREE count.

If we peer into his eyes, he's the type of guy that doesn't
like conflict, but wants the victory.

Time slows down.

MS. ANDREWS (V.O.)


Our fiercest battles never come
from outside forces...

REFEREE
...4 ...5 --

Doug hurries to his feet. The Referee grabs both of his


gloves and cleans them on his shirt. He stares Doug in the
eyes.

REFEREE (CONT'D)
-- Can you continue?

Doug glances across the ring at one time, top ten contender,
KIRK JOHNSON late 30 s bouncing on his toes; poised, ready to
attack.

MS. ANDREWS (V.O.)


The outside forces are only the
symptoms...
Doug nods with hesitation.

The referee motions the fighters to re-engage in combat.

Time goes back to normal.

Kirk rushes over and throws a wicked combination. Doug blocks


a couple and absorbs a few. Doug throws a few jabs to create
space, but Kirk keeps the pressure on.

Kirk faints a jab and Doug takes the bait.

Slow motion again.


3.

Kirk lands a vicious left hook!

MS. ANDREWS (V.O.)


If we never win the inside battles,
the symptoms can cause
insurmountable damage.

Time goes back to normal.

Doug crashes to the canvas!

The referee waves a halt to the bout; he's seen enough. He


helps Doug to his feet. A skinny, black CORNERMAN, with one
arm enters the ring to help as well.

INT. TEXAS MOTOR SPEEDWAY - SEATS - CONTINUOUS

Close to ringside, behind a spectator, two guys chat. A well-


groomed businessman, CORD MORALES, 50s, and a fast-talking,
hustler type, DEZZY MCMILLIN, 40s, wears a jump-suit.

CORD
I'm moving forward with turning
Esteban pro. He needs a match.

DEZZY
I thought yawl was waitin' for the
Olympics?

An irritated Cord sneers.

CORD
There's no money in winning medals.
Quicker he turns pro, quicker he
becomes champ.

Dezzy grins and the dim light flashes off his gold tooth.

DEZZY
Cool, don't worry 'bout nothing.
I'll have yawl lined up in no time.

Dezzy reaches to shake the businessman's hand; Cord glances


at it, rises to his feet, and walks away.

Dezzy shrugs and zeroes in on the boxing ring.

INT. CENTER OF THE RING - NIGHT

The referee stands in the center of the fighters. He holds a


wrist of each.
4.

RING ANNOUNCER (O.S.)


This bout ends at a minute and
forty-five seconds of the first
round.
(pause)
Fighting out of the red corner...
KIRK - BUBBA - JOHNSON!

The referee lifts Kirk's arm in victory.

Like a dog with his tail tucked, Doug leans over and taps
Kirk's glove to congratulate him.

INT. TEXAS MOTOR SPEEDWAY - DRESSING ROOM - NIGHT - LATER

A bright light penetrates Doug's pupil. The Ophthalmologist,


DR. LEE, pulls back away from Doug's eye. He looks at him
with concern.

DR. LEE
Mr. Robertson it appears you have a
few tares in the back of your right
eye. You can come into the office
and I can fix those tares but if
you want to continue in this sport,
you are going to have to protect
that eye.

DOUG
Yes sir, I appreciate it.

Dr. Lee puts his tools back in his bag and heads toward the
exit.

Dezzy pushes pass the other fighters and trainers in the


room; trying to catch up with the doctor.

INT. TEXAS MOTOR SPEEDWAY - HALLWAY - NIGHT

DEZZY
Thanks for seeing 'bout my man,
Doc.

Dezzy slides a few bills into the doctors hand.

DR. LEE
I think he can't take much more in
that eye. One more solid punch and
his vision could be lost in that
eye.
5.

DEZZY
He'll be fine Doc, that's the
champ. I'm gonna get his defense
right, you just watch.

Dr. Lee shakes his head and walks away. He's seen how this
plays out before.

INT. KINGDOM BUILDERS CHURCH - PEWS - DAY

SUPER: Longview, Texas

There's a close-up on the face of an ecstatic person with


their hands raised. They clap their hands while looking
forward.

INT. KINGDOM BUILDERS CHURCH - PULPIT - DAY

A black, pioneering pastor, WILLIAM MURPHY, late 20s, and


brother-n-law to Doug, stands at a podium wearing a t-shirt
with the hashtag: Kingdom builders.

WILLIAM
There is no challenge we can't win
if God is on our side. The question
is, are we gonna fight?
(pause)
Will it be easy..? No, but you got
to fight! Will the enemy keep
coming..? Yes, but you got to
fight!

The crowd claps in agreement.

William glances back at Doug who has on a pair of shades.

WILLIAM (CONT'D)
Speaking of fighting... A man who
needs no introduction, BUT HE IS
our cities five-time Toughman champ
and four-time national qualifier --
My brother, Doug - The Preacherman!

The crowd claps as Doug rises to his feet; he waves.

Doug and William embrace in a brotherly hug, and he walks to


the podium.

DOUG
By the way pastor introduced me,
you would've thought I won the
fight --
6.

WILLIAM (O.S.)
You're gonna come out on top, I can
see it!

Doug smiles uncomfortably. He cuts his eye at his wife in the


audience.

INT. KINGDOM BUILDERS CHURCH - PEWS - CONTINUOUS

A sophisticated, outspoken black female, TRISHA ROBERTSON,


early 30s, rolls her eyes and pretends to read her Bible.

MS. ANDREWS (V.O.)


Mrs. Robertson is not the type of
woman to hide how she feels or
thinks, what you see is what you
get.

DOUG (O.S.)
Pastor you were speaking the truth,
we have to keep fighting.

Trisha grunts in disapproval. It's so loud that members


sitting in front of her turn around.

INT. KINGDOM BUILDERS CHURCH - PULPIT - DAY

William scoots to the edge of his seat.

WILLIAM
(whispers)
Brother...

Doug takes a step backwards and bends down.

WILLIAM (CONT'D)
Don't forget about Tuesday.

Doug nods and steps back to the mic.


DOUG
For those who are interested in the
REAL fight, we have a sign-up sheet
in the foyer for those who want to
help me Tuesday night for outdoor
witnessing.
7.

INT. KINGDOM BUILDERS CHURCH - FOYER - DAY - LATER

William cheeses big as he observes the large number of


members at the sign-up table. He spots Doug and his family
exit the sanctuary.

William wraps his arm over Doug's shoulder and stares at the
crowd by the table.

WILLIAM
(whispers)
BROTHER, look -- That's the highest
turnout we've ever had. We're
building the Kingdom!

DOUG
You got that right, Pastor.

Trisha scoffs and walks toward the exit with the kids.

TRISHA
I'm in the car.

William glances at his sister with concern.

WILLIAM
What's wrong with her?

DOUG
She's just hangry.

William laughs.

WILLIAM
Tell her to start eating breakfast.
We're trying to build something
that will last.

EXT./INT. JAGUAR CAR - DAY

Doug sits in the drivers seat. -- He looks out the window at


his kids getting in the back of a sedan. Trisha shuts the
door and waves goodbye to them.

TRISHA
Be ready when I come to pick yawl
up.

Trisha is smiling at her children, but it leaves when she


turns and sees Doug in the car window.
8.

EXT./INT. JAGUAR CAR - DAY - LATER

Smooth R&B plays on the stereo, but no one talks.

Doug peeps over at Trisha. Her face rest against hand that's
propped on the door.

DOUG
Where you wanna eat?

TRISHA
I don't care, just pick somewhere.

DOUG
Just tell me what you want.

Trisha cuts her eye at him, and turns down the music.

TRISHA
I've told you over and over, but
you ain't listening.
(pause)
We ain't been out of church five
minutes and you playing THIS kind
of music?

Doug licks his lips and smiles.

DOUG
I figured I'd be a little romantic,
since the kids were gone.

Trisha scoffs.

TRISHA
ROMANTIC, for what? You up in that
pulpit saying all the right stuff,
but if they knew what I did --
(frustrated pause)
-- You know what, never mind.

DOUG
Can we just have ONE good day? Does
everything got to be a fight?

Trisha stares out the window.

TRISHA
Whatever, all I know is I'm tired
of watching you play church...
PREACHERMAN.
9.

EXT. STREET - DAY

A few minutes later, from a distance, the Jaguar pulls into a


fast-food restaurant.

EXT. ROBERTSON'S HOUSE - NIGHT

Night falls over an affluent neighborhood that's placed on


the bad side of town.

INT. ROBERTSON'S HOUSE - DINING ROOM - CONTINUOUS

A collage of family pictures cover the wall, but pictures of


the kids trump them all. Also, a few first- place boxing
trophies are lined up on the floor.

Doug's hand is raised with a card in it. A Draw-four UNO


drops on a stack of cards. He glances at a playful girl,
MARIAH , 10, she grins from ear to ear.

DOUG
How you gonna do daddy like that?

MARIAH
What you always say, you sow what
you reap.

Doug shakes his head and smiles.

DOUG
That's YOU REAP, WHAT YOU SOW.
What's the color?

MARIAH
Red!

DOUG
Good, that's the color I wanted.

Mariah smirks while he pulls a card from the deck.

MARIAH
No it's not. I looked at your hand.

Doug's mouth drops open and he pulls his cards in close.

DOUG
You little cheater.

He looks over at his calculating son, PRESTON, 7, who peeks


over the brim of his cards.
10.

DOUG (CONT'D)
It's on you. What you got?

Preston eyes shift back and forth behind two cards. He lays
down a red two.

PRESTON
UNO...

He then lays down another red two on top of the last one.

PRESTON (CONT'D)
GAME!

Doug and Mariah slam their cards on the table in frustration.


Trisha laughs.

TRISHA
Good job Preston!

Trisha rakes in all the cards. She cuts her eyes at Doug then
back at the cards.

TRISHA (CONT'D)
I was doing the bills and I was
thinking if you sold that bike, we
could get a little breathing room.

Doug eyes widen.

DOUG
WHAT? Come on man, you can't be
serious. You wanna take away what
little fun I have left?

TRISHA
You say you want to be the man of
the house, then the man got to make
manly sacrifices.
Doug sighs and shakes his head.

MARIAH (O.S.)
I'm winning next game.

TRISHA
It's time for bed.

MARIAH
Awe mama, just one more game?
11.

TRISHA
Nope. Yawl got school in the
morning and I don't need you asking
for five more minutes of sleep.
(pause)
Go take your baths and I'll be in
there so we can read.

The kids hug their parents and exit the room.

Trisha stares at her husband who rubs his brow. She gets up
and exits the room.

Doug grabs the deck of cards and shuffles them, but gazes at
his trophies.

INT. ROBERTSON'S HOUSE - BEDROOM - NIGHT - LATER

Trisha enters the room. Doug studies a computer screen. She


climbs into bed and grabs her Bible off the nightstand.

TRISHA
Can I talk to you..?

DOUG
Just a second, I'm trying to make a
job list.

TRISHA
Am I enough for you?

Doug drops his head and sighs; not again.

TRISHA (CONT'D)
You know what -- NEVER MIND. What
was I thinking? If it ain't about
Doug, you ain't trying to listen.

DOUG
What do you mean if ain't about me?
I'M LOOKING FOR A JOB FOR THE
FAMILY --
(deep sigh)
Yes, I love you more than anything.

Doug shuts off the computer and goes over to the bed.

TRISHA
Wrong answer. It's GOD, then me. If
I'm enough, why you keep looking at
porn?
(pause)
(MORE)
12.

TRISHA (CONT'D)
Matter of fact, when was the last
time you looked at it?

Trisha places the Bible on his chest.

DOUG
(defensive)
I don't know, whenever the last
time we talked about it. It's been
awhile.

Suspiciously, she cuts her eye at him.

DOUG (CONT'D)
I'M SERIOUS. Listen, I want to make
this right. Whatever you want me to
do, I'll do it.

Trisha reaches over and pulls a brochure out the nightstand


drawer. She hands it to Doug. He scans over it...

DOUG (CONT'D)
COUNSELING? You trippin' if you
think I'm going to see a counselor,
and she a woman?!
(scoffs)
I already know how to fix us.

TRISHA
(sarcastic)
Let me guess -- more sex.

Trisha glares at him and rolls over in the bed.

TRISHA (CONT'D)
I knew you were just talking, like
always. -- We better do something,
cause I don't know how much more I
can take.

DOUG
Ok, Ok, I'll go. -- But if he says
something outta line ONE time, I'M
OUT.

Doug cuts the lamp off. He observes Trish's curvy hips under
the covers and slides her in close.

DOUG (CONT'D)
Since I'm doing what you want, how
about doing a little of what I
want.
13.

TRISHA
Sooo, making sure I'm secure ain't
what you want?

DOUG
Uh... Yeah. Of course that's what I
want.

Doug rolls his eyes and turns over in the bed.

A tiny smirk on her face can be seen by the moonlight peeking


through the blinds.

INT. ROBERTSON'S HOUSE - BEDROOM - DAY

Trisha zips back and forth in the room. She goes to the
dresser mirror, digs into a purse, and pulls out a tube of
lipstick.

TRISHA
DOUG, wake up.

Doug rolls over in the bed.

Trisha glances at him through the mirror.

TRISHA (CONT'D)
You need to get up and make sure
the kids catch the bus.
(pause)
What are your plans for today?

DOUG
(mumbles)
Only phone calls. My options are
getting low, what do you think
about me working out of town?

TRISHA
It hasn't crossed my mind. I don't
trust you like that.
(pause)
Plus, we are down to the bare
minimum. In order for you to work
out of town, they would have to pay
for all of our expenses.

DOUG
Well, we better do something, or
we're going to be doing some
serious downsizing.
14.

Trisha glances at the spacious bedroom and sighs. She grabs


her purse and walks toward the exit.

TRISHA
Don't forget to meet me at the
counselor this evening.

EXT. ROBERTSON'S HOUSE - DAY

A big BURLY GUY watches the garage door scroll up.

Doug sits on a tricked out Harley Davidson. He backs it out,


cranks it, and the pipes are extremely loud!

The guy grins like a little kid.

BURLY GUY
That's badass!

The guy glances at Doug and covers his mouth.

BURLY GUY (CONT'D)


Sorry Preachernman, but I'm stoked!
My brother is not gonna believe
that I bought the CHAMPS bike.

The guy pulls out a wad of cash and hands it to Doug.

Doug counts the cash as the guy climbs onto the bike.

VROOM, VROOM!

BURLY GUY (CONT'D)


HELL YEAH -- I mean heck yeah.

DOUG
Hopefully it'll make you as happy
as it made me.

Doug watches the guy back out the driveway.


BURLY GUY
Oh it will. It will!

Within seconds, the guy shoots off!

Doug watches him fade in the distance. He glances at the


money then to heaven.

MS.ANDREWS (V.O.)
Sometimes a loss is the best thing
for our growth.
15.

INT. CHRISTIAN COUNSELING CENTER - FOYER - DAY

A few people sit in the waiting room with a SECRETARY. They


watch a sign on the door that says: Jessica Andrews, L.P.C.,
rattle from voices on the inside.

DOUG (O.S.)
YOU THINK I'M ONE OF THE
KIDS OR SOMETHING?!

TRISHA (O.S.)
YOU MIGHT AS WELL BE, YOU ACTING
LIKE'EM!

MS. ANDREWS (O.S.)


Mr. Robertson just a second...

The door flings open and hits the wall; Doug exits! He barges
into the foyer, snatches his hat off a rack, and exits the
front entrance.

INT. CHRISTIAN COUNSELING CENTER - OFFICE - CONTINUOUS

Trisha sits on a sofa with her face in her hands crying.

A wise and fair Christian counselor, JESSICA ANDREWS, 50s,


puts her leather binder down and passes Trisha a handful of
tissues, she sits down across from her.

TRISHA
(whimpers)
He never fights.

MS. ANDREWS
If you'd like to reschedule, I can
always see what's available on my
calendar.

TRISHA
If he don't want to try, ain't no
sense of --

Doug enters the room and sits on the couch with Trisha, but
at a distance.

DOUG
(to Trisha)
I'm sorry... I lost my cool.
(to Jessica)
Can we start over?

The Counselor glances over at Trisha. She nods.


16.

MS. ANDREWS
Let's try something.
(pause)
I want you two to think back to
when you first met...

INT. LONGVIEW HIGH SCHOOL - LOCKER BANKS - DAY (FLASHBACK)

SUPER: 1989

A tall and lanky teenage Doug, 15 walks cool with a group of


guys in the hall. They're being led by another lanky teen
HAYMOND ROBERTSON, 16.

HAYMOND
The way I see it, if we sneak
around to the back parking lot we
can head to the mall from there.

TEEN DOUG
What if coach sees us?

HAYMOND
SEE, that's why I don't like you
hangin' with me. If you scared,
stay here.
(to the other)
Man, when we was little, he
couldn't go to sleep without a
night light.

The boys snicker.

Haymond side-eyes him.

Doug scopes out the crowd while. He spots a beautiful dark-


skinned girl at her locker.

TEEN DOUG
Check it, I'll catch up with yawl
later.

He slips away from the group.

HAYMOND
Man, forget that nigga. He can't
commit to nothing! Let's jet.

The group follows Haymond through the crowded hall.


17.

INT. TRISH'S LOCKER - DAY

Doug's eyes are bucked at a teenage Trisha's, 15, plump butt


squeezed in a pair of Guess jeans.

Trisha puts a few books into her bag and closes the locker.
She is startled when she turns around.

TRISHA
UH... HEL-LO.

DOUG
What up ma'. I saw you from the
other side of the room, and had to
come meet you.

TRISHA
Well, you've accomplished something
today, excuse me.

She rolls her eyes and nudges past him.

DOUG
Hol' up! I didn't catch yo' name.

TRISHA
(mumbles)
Go away ugly boy.

DOUG
Wait a minute, Don't you go to
Mount Gideon church?

Caught off guard, Trisha pauses and turns.

TRISHA
Yeah.

DOUG
I knew it! My big mama go over
there. You used to say them Easter
speeches back in the day.

TRISHA
(curious)
I sure did but I don't remember you
coming.

DOUG
We go to another church, but we
came over there on the holidays.

Trisha adjusts the heavy bag on her shoulder.


18.

DOUG (CONT'D)
I was like who is that girl wearing
them BIG OLE glasses always saying
her speech perfectly!

Trisha laughs.

Doug focuses in on Trisha.

DOUG (CONT'D)
You look a lot different without
them glasses.

Trisha blushes and drops her head.

Doug reaches for her bookbag.


DOUG (CONT'D)
Let me get that for you. Where yo'
next class....

Trisha releases the bag. The two teens walk through the
hallway laughing and talking.

INT. CHRISTIAN COUNSELING CENTER - OFFICE - DAY (PRESENT DAY)

Jessica leans back in her chair and observes the couple,


who've gotten closer.

MS. ANDREWS
You guys have lots of history. I
think you're going to be ok. You
just need a few tools to get you
back on track.
(pause)
Marriage is a life-long project
that requires commitment. It's a
relationship that that calls for
sympathetic listening with a view
to understand your spouses inner
desires.

The couple look at each other confused.

MS. ANDREWS (CONT'D)


Trisha, what is your definition of
a good relationship, what do you
expect from Doug?

TRISHA
In the beginning, I didn't have to
do nothing, he was like my...
(MORE)
19.

TRISHA (CONT'D)
my, knight in shining armor. Now I
can't get him to make me a cup of
coffee.
(pause)
I expect to be loved through thick
and thin, not just when things are
going good. I don't want my
marriage to be another statistic.

Jessica eyebrows raise. She scribbles on a notepad.

MS. ANDREWS
Interesting, so what you want is
security. Doug what about you?

DOUG
I just want to make her happy.

Trisha scoffs and shakes her head.

MS. ANDREWS
Doug could you be more specific?

DOUG
Well... being treated like the man
of the house would be cool. I can't
even learn from my mess-ups without
her tripping.
(long pause)
Of course, more sex would be nice
too.

MS. ANDREWS
What I'm hearing is you would like
more respect.

Doug nods and Trisha glances over at her.

MS. ANDREWS (CONT'D)


Sometimes we can become too
familiar with our spouses, and
don't understand what they truly
need.
(pause)
I want you guys to set up another
meeting with my secretary.

EXT. CHRISTIAN COUNSELING CENTER - PARKING LOT - DAY

Trisha and Doug walk to their cars.


20.

TRISHA
I better go get the kids. They
probably driving mama crazy.

DOUG
Your mama wouldn't care if they
burned the house down.

Trisha laughs.

TRISHA
Yeah, she definitely wasn't like
that with us. Well, you better get
to work.

Doug sighs, they kiss and walk to their cars.

EXT. DEZZY'S HOUSE - BACKYARD - DAY

We see a house set in the deep country surrounded by plenty


of land.

Dezzy and his son, D.J., 10, walk down a long path with dog
pins on each side. The pins have massive Pit-bulls in each of
them. The dogs yelp and leap in excitement.

Dezzy holds a phone to his ear and watches D.J. dig into a
food bin.

D.J. lifts up a small shovel.

D.J.
Is this enough daddy?

DEZZY
(to person on phone)
Hold on --

Dezzy removes the phone away from his ear.

DEZZY (CONT'D)
Put some mo' in there. They got to
fight later.
(back on phone)
Alright, yeah I'm on it. I got to
find other matches too.

CORD (V.O.)
I'm sure they're not paying what
I'm paying.

Dezzy smirks.
21.

DEZZY
True, true. Listen, managers run
for cover when I mention yo' boy.
I'm gonna need a little mo' time.
(pause)
I know something gonna pop open.
Have you ever had to worry?

CORD (V.O.)
You've kept your word.

DEZZY
Right, you know I'm good for it.
Listen, since I got you on the
phone, what you think 'bout adding
ten percent to my fee?

The phone CLICKS and Dezzy stares at it.

DEZZY (CONT'D)
Hello? Hello? Ain't this a --
(to son)
HEY, stop being skimpy on them
portions!

INT. WHAT-A-BURGER - KITCHEN - NIGHT

Doug stands at attention over a grill. He quickly shoves meat


onto several buns next to him. The FOUR PERSON staff are in
the middle of a dinner rush. They are all over the place.

The night manager, a short black feisty female, KEISHA


PERKINS, early 20s, stands with her hands on her hips staring
up at a monitor.

KEISHA
Let's go! Let's go people! These
orders ain't gonna walk themselves
out.
She glares back at Doug.

KEISHA (CONT'D)
DOUG, help Hector dress them
burgers. You ain't just gonna work
that grill tonight.

Doug side-eyes Keisha and shakes his head. He helps Hector.

KEISHA (CONT'D)
I don't care 'bout you making faces
either. Ya'll ain't gonna make my
shift the weak link.
22.

Like an assembly line, the crew gets each order to the front
counter.

INT. WHAT-A-BURGER - KITCHEN - NIGHT - LATER

The kitchen is a mess; buns and fries are on the floor.


Wrappers are scattered on the counter. But the monitor is
clear.

KEISHA
Great job everybody! That's what it
takes, teamwork!
(pause)
Alright, let's get ready for the
next run. Stock those stations up.

Doug smirks and sweeps the floor. He ignores Keisha's pep


talk, but when he turns around, she is staring him in the
face.

KEISHA (CONT'D)
(grits teeth)
Didn't you hear what I said? STOCK -
YOUR - AREA.

DOUG
You don't see this mess?

KEISHA
If you got a problem with my
authority, you know what you can
do.

DOUG
My bad, BOSS.

Doug scoffs and flings the broom in the corner. He grabs a


container and exits the kitchen.

Keisha smirks and walks to a small office in the corner.

INT. WHAT-A-BURGER - FREEZER - NIGHT

Doug opens a box of meat and puts the frozen patties into the
container. Tears well up in his eyes.

MS. ANDREWS (V.O.)


Often times God will allow certain
situations into our lives to break
the weeds of pride. Then the roots
of humbleness san properly take
root.
(MORE)
23.

MS. ANDREWS (V.O.) (CONT'D)


(pause)
The process can be humiliating at
times, but for some of us that's
what it takes...

He looks to the ceiling.

DOUG
What are you doing to me?!

The door CLICKS -- It swings open and Keisha peeks around the
corner.

KEISHA
You trying to build an igloo or
something?! And who you talking to
in here?

Doug wipes his eyes and steps out with the tray under his
arm.

Keisha opens her mouth to speak but zeroes in on his dried


tears. She backs up.

KEISHA (CONT'D)
Uh... Mr. Doug go ahead and get
setup. You still got a little time.

MS. ANDREWS (V.O.)


However, a good Father knows our
limits, and will allow our enemies
to be at peace with us.

EXT. LONGVIEW BOXING CLUB - DAY

A modest three bedroom house sits nestled in the piney woods


of East Texas. On the same property is a metal building with
a sign that says: Longview Boxing Club. Included on the sign
is a picture of an old-school pugilist with his dukes up.

INT. LONGVIEW BOXING CLUB - OFFICE - DAY

MIKE CAMPBELL, 60s, a black coach, skinny but ripped, studies


a boxing video. His yellow stained eyes appear to be angry,
but noticeable scar tissue above his eyes causes a permanent
frown.

The room has several shelves filled with dusty V.H.S tapes.

In his peripheral, out the window, Mike observes Dezzy


snooping in the parking lot.
24.

EXT. LONGVIEW BOXING CLUB - PARKING LOT - DAY - CONTINUOUS

Dezzy closes his door and sees Doug's Dodge Ram pull up a few
cars over.

Doug reaches into the backseat for his gym bag.

DEZZY (O.S.)
Champ, what's happening?!

Doug turns to see Dezzy next to his door holding a white


paper scrolled up.

DOUG
Just the man I wanted to see.

DEZZY
Brother it's the other way around.

DOUG
Bro, I got a chance to talk to Hall
Fame referee, Richard Steele! The
cat was dropping knowledge. -- He
told me, quit taking the medium
fight paydays, and fight lesser
known talent.
(pause)
Then he said ,once I build my
record, the big money will come. I
told him, I knew just the man to
help me out.

Dezzy smiles like a little weasel.

DEZZY
Boy, god must be shinin' down on
you! You rubbin' shoulders with all
the celebrities.
(holds up paper)
I just got you on the fight card
with Pretty!

Doug eyes widen as he steps away from the truck. He adjusts


his bag.

DOUG
WHAT, FLOYD MAYWEATHER JUNIOR? Bro,
how you pull that one off?

MS. ANDREWS (V.O.)


When we want to believe something
so bad, it makes it easy for
someone to take advantage of us.
25.

DEZZY
Don't worry 'bout it -- here give
me that.
(grabs bag)
We got to get you in here trainin'!

Mike stares from the window with concern as they walk toward
the gym. He hurries out his chair.

EXT./INT. LONGVIEW BOXING CLUB - DOORWAY - DAY

Mike stands at the doorway with his arms folded. He observes


Doug and Dezzy laughing as they enter.

Dezzy laughs comes to an abrupt end. He nods at Mike.

DEZZY
Mike.

Mike stares Dezzy up and down. His eyes shift to Doug.

MIKE
Preacherman go get your hands
wrapped.

Mike eyeballs Dezzy.

MIKE (CONT'D)
(nods head)
Let me holla to you for a second.

INT. LONGVIEW BOXING CLUB - OFFICE - DAY

Mike enters the office and goes to sit at his desk.

MIKE
Close the door.

Mike lounges at his desk and stares at a still standing


Dezzy.

Dezzy's eyes shift back and forth. He glances at the boxing


archives on the shelves while fidgeting the paper in his
hand.

DEZZY
DAMN, thought I had a porn
collection.

Mike sneers.
26.

MIKE
Only a weak man lends his eyes to
something that will destroy him.

Mike focuses on the paper in Dezzy's hand.

MIKE (CONT'D)
What you want?

DEZZY
OH -- I got a match lined up for
champ.

Dezzy places the contract on Mike's desk and slides it over.

MIKE
It's a little early for Preacherman
to be stepping back in the ring,
don't you think?

DEZZY
It's a good one for him. This cat
making his pro debut. That's an
easy win.

Mike slightly leans forward to observe the contract.

MIKE
Hmm... let me think on it.

DEZZY
I don't know Mike, this gonna be on
the undercard of a Mayweather
fight, AND it's on HBO.
(pause)
Yawl need to jump on --

MIKE
I SAID LET ME THINK ABOUT IT. I'll
let you know something in a few
days.
Dezzy raises his hands and backs away.

DEZZY
Still got anger issues I see. We
don't want you to catch another
case, so I'll be out -- you know my
number.

Dezzy turns toward the door.

MIKE
DEZZY!
27.

Mike cuts his eye to the paper.

Dezzy walks over and snatches it up.

Their eyeballs lock as Dezzy exits the room.

Mike rises to his feet and begins to cough uncontrollably. He


pulls a handkerchief out his pocket and covers his mouth;
there's blood on the cloth. He stuffs the cloth in his
pocket.

INT. LONGVIEW BOXING CLUB - OUTSIDE THE RING - DAY

Mike and an ASSISTANT COACH monitors Doug from the bottom


stairs of the ring sparring with another fighter. He notices
Doug do a flashy defensive move.

The other boxer is landing heavy blows on Doug.

MIKE
(to coach)
Look at him, fighting like folks on
T.V.
(to Doug)
Quit that Floyd shit, and clinch if
you have to!

ASSISTANT COACH
He needs to stay off them ropes.

MIKE
Yeah, we need to get him a mean
streak.

INT. INSIDE THE RING - DAY - CONTINUOUS

Doug latches onto the boxer and catches the glance of a


female fighter, who used to be a stripper, ASIA HARPER, late
20s. She eyes him from the other side of the room.

MIKE (O.S.)
Preacherman, FOCUS!

Doug side steps the other fighter and delivers a rapid


combination of punches. The other fighter drops to a knee.

LONG BEEP!

INT. LONGVIEW BOXING CLUB - OUTSIDE RING - DAY - CONTINUOUS

Mike switches off a timer next to the ring.


28.

MIKE
That's enough. Preacherman hit the
showers.

The assistant coach observes the female fighter staring Doug


down.

ASSISTANT COACH
(sarcastic)
Oh I see, he just needs the right
motivation.

Mike stares at Asia watching Doug with concern.

INT. LONGVIEW BOXING CLUB - LOCKER ROOM - DAY

Mike enters the room and hears the showers turn off. He sees
Doug's hand grab a towel.

MIKE
HEY PREACHER, I'm in here! Don't
come out here with your junk out!

Doug laughs.

DOUG (O.S.)
Glad you said something. What's up,
how I do tonight?

Mike sits on a bench.

MIKE
Good! Listen, you can't be going in
on your sparring partners like
that. Eighty percent, remember?

Doug snickers.

DOUG (O.S.)
Cool. Just make sure you tell him
too.

MIKE
You got it. How's the family? I
haven't seen your wife since
Preston was born.

Doug is silent. He appears from around the corner wearing


just his underwear and still drying off. His eyes shift back
and forth.
29.

DOUG
Uh, she's cool. Matter of fact, I'm
about to meet her for this, Uhm --
(pause)
Meeting session. Why you ask?

MIKE
(eyebrows raised)
MEETING SESSION? Hmm, I don't
believe I've ever heard of one of
those.

Mike just stares at him, probing.

DOUG
(jokingly)
What?

MIKE
Nothing. Ain't my business but,
don't mess up a good thing son.
Keep your eyes on your prize. Don't
let your vision slip.

DOUG
What you talking about coach? I
only got eyes for Trisha.

MIKE
That's it?

DOUG
(firm)
Yes sir. That's it.

Mike cuts his eye at Doug, then smiles. He stands to his


feet.

MIKE
Alright cool. Listen, when you got
more time, we need to talk about a
possible fight.
(pause)
I'll holla at you later.

Mike quickly turns the corner and exits the room.

DOUG
Hold on, what fight?!

MIKE (O.S.)
We'll talk! Better get to your
MEETING SESSION!
30.

Doug smiles as the echo of Mike's voice lingers in the room.

INT. CHRISTIAN COUNSELING CENTER - OFFICE - DAY

Jessica sits in front of the couple with her legs crossed.

MS. ANDREWS
During our last visit, I thought of
another exercise that helps couples
develop a deeper understanding of
each other.
(pause)
Have you guys ever heard of The
Five Love Languages?

The couple shake their heads.

MS. ANDREWS (CONT'D)


Contrary to popular belief,
everyone doesn't communicate love
the same way. Douglass, how you
show love might not be the same way
that Trisha wants love, and vice
versa.
(pause)
If we don't speak the other
person's language in the
relationship, they may feel like
they're not being loved.

Doug and Trisha look at each other, it's like a light bulb
comes on.

Jessica gets up and goes to a dry erase board and draws the
five categories.

INT. CHRISTIAN COUNSELING CENTER - OFFICE - DAY - LATER

Jessica stands in front of the dry erase board; it has marks


all over it. She turns to the couple and points to the board.

MS. ANDREWS
As we can see, Trisha you respond
well to acts of service, and words
of affirmation. Douglass you
respond well to physical touch and
words of affirmation.
(pause)
(MORE)
31.

MS. ANDREWS (CONT'D)


You have one category that's
similar but you should focus on
your differences, because it's your
primary language.

She erases the board.

MS. ANDREWS (CONT'D)


There's no doubt in my mind if you
both practice the other's
differences, what you need will be
reciprocated.

DOUG
I don't understand. Seems like mine
would be easier. All I want is for
her to want me as much as I want
her --

Trisha rolls her neck like an old-school hood girl.

TRISHA
And all I want for you to do is do
the things you did when we first
got together! Unless you were
faking.

DOUG
WHAT? That's so dumb. Who's gonna
fake that long?

Trisha's eyes widen and she stands to her feet!

TRISHA
OH, I'M DUMB NOW?

MS. ANDREWS
MR. AND MRS. ROBERTSON, PLEASE.

The couple eyes widen as they look at Jessica.


MS. ANDREWS (CONT'D)
Pardon me, but we are not going to
get anywhere like this. You two
have to be INTENTIONAL going
forward, or this will not work.
(pause)
Do you guys understand me?

The couple nod.


32.

MS. ANDREWS (CONT'D)


Great, let's say we meet back in
two weeks.

Jessica rises to her feet and the couple does also.

EXT./INT. MIKE'S HOUSE - NIGHT

A horn honks at Mike as he enters the doorway. He turns


around.

MIKE
(waves)
Alright now, be careful out there!
Mike closes the door and his eyes zeroes in on a bird cage
across the room. He walks toward it.

MIKE (CONT'D)
Hey pretty girl. You miss me? I
missed you.

Mike grabs a small box of food next to the cage and pours it
into the bird's bowl. He peers into the cage, but his eyes
move past the bird onto a picture on the wall of a beautiful
black woman.

MIKE (CONT'D)
I know, I know, don't open the
cage. You ought to know she ain't
going nowhere.

Mike goes over to the wall and gently pulls the picture down.
He sits in a chair, holds the picture close, and slumps in
the seat.

MIKE (CONT'D)
(sleepy whisper)
I miss you so much.

EXT. CONVENIENT STORE - NIGHT

A group of church members who wear white t-shirts with the


hashtag: Kingdom builders, are scattered in a parking lot in
a rough neighborhood. They have Bibles in their hands.

A few of them chat with people coming out the store and
others catch people passing by.

Trisha spots two teen HOOD GUYS with their pants sagging
approaching the store.
33.

TRISHA
Excuse me!

The guys roll their eyes and turn around.

At a distance, Doug monitors the guys talking to his wife. He


gives the person he's talking to a small Bible, shakes their
hand, and walks in Trisha's direction.

EXT. CONVENIENT STORE - SIDE OF BUILDING - NIGHT

One of the guys is waving his arms and pointing to the sky.
Trisha's hands is on her hips and she's shaking her head.

HOOD GUY
You know I'm right, that's why you
shaking your head. Ain't nobody
named Jesus come from no sky.
(pause)
If he did, where the proof?

Trisha is silent.

The hood guy taps his friend on the arm and they laugh
hysterically.

HOOD GUY (CONT'D)


Look, I knew she couldn't answer
me.

DOUG (O.S.)
History said he existed...

The hood guys laughter comes to an end as they see Doug


approaching. He walks up to the guys and gives them a soulful
hand shake. Trisha smiles with relief.

DOUG (CONT'D)
Yawl ever heard of a cat named
Tacitus..? What about Seutonius..?
Pliny the Younger..?

The guys look at each other puzzled.

DOUG (CONT'D)
They are just a few people who
wrote about Yeshua back in the day,
and they're located in other
ancient documents.

One of the hood guy's eyes widen.


34.

HOOD GUY
Say bruh, who's Yahoo?

DOUG
That's YE-SH-UA, and it's Jesus'
original name.

Trisha smiles as she watches her husband share the Gospel


with the young men.

MS. ANDREWS (V.O.)


Can emotional love be reborn..? You
bet! The key is to learn the
primary love language of your
spouse and choose to speak it...

CUT TO:

INT. ROBERTSON'S HOUSE - BEDROOM - NIGHT

Trisha and Doug burst into the room. They kiss passionately
and rip off each others clothes!

TRISHA
(panting)
Thanks for tonight.

DOUG
(panting)
You know I got you.

They fall onto the bed. He goes for her pants.

TRISHA
(whispers)
WAIT, we can't.
(pause)
I'm on my cycle.

Doug raises up and glares down at her.

DOUG
You playing right?

She rubs his arm.

TRISHA
I'm sorry. We could do that other
thing --

Doug flings her arm away and gets out the bed. He walks over
to the dresser.
35.

DOUG
IF YOU KNEW YOU WERE -- never
mind.

He grabs a pair of boxers out the drawer and marches to the


exit.

MS. ANDREWS (V.O.)


But speaking their language with
clarity is pivotal, if not
bitterness and resentment can
occur.

DOUG
Guess I'll take a cold shower.

INT. CRAWLER INDUSTRIES - DAY

A high-spirited H.R. lady, JULIE SMITH, 60s, taps on a


keyboard while looking at a screen.

Seconds later, her boss and husband, a beady-eyed redneck,


JOHNNY SMITH, 60s, enters the room. He grabs the mail from
her desk.

JULIE
Your ten o' clock is here.

JOHNNY
Come again?

JULIE
Doug Robertson... The welder.

JOHNNY
OH, YEAH! The guy with the
impressive resume. Send him on
back.

INT. CRAWLER INDUSTRIES - FOYER - DAY

Doug thumbs through a magazine. He's startled when he hears a


CLICK come across an intercom...

JULIE (O.S.)
Doug, grab your stuff, hun. Mr.
Smith will see you now.

Doug springs to his feet and grabs a bucket loaded with


tools. He lobs the bucket over his shoulder and picks up his
welding hood from the table.
36.

INT. CRAWLER INDUSTRIES - WELD SHOP - DAY

Johnny instructs a LABORER to conjoin two pieces of metal on


a stand. The LABORER tack welds the pieces.

JOHNNY
(motions hand)
Thanks, be on standby to get this
guy whatever he needs.

INT. CRAWLER INDUSTRIES - WELD SHOP - SOUTH END - DAY

Doug totes the bucket over his shoulder. He spots JOHNNY


pointing to a laborer.

INT. CRAWLER INDUSTRIES - WELD SHOP - DAY

The laborer walks over by the welding machine, and Johnny


scribbles on a clipboard.

DOUG (O.S.)
Mr. Smith?

Looking up, Johnny focuses in on Doug's dark skin; his mouth


drops open. Doug extends his hand. Johnny shakes it
reluctantly.

DOUG (CONT'D)
I'm here for the job. Can I sit my
bucket over here?

Doug sits the tools on a metal table, and walks over to the
welding machine.

JOHNNY
YOU'RE DOUG ROBERTSON?

DOUG
Yes sir, Douglass Robertson Jr. I
see your company likes Miller
machines, good choice.

JOHNNY
But I thought you were --
(pause)
Julie didn't tell you? We've
already filled the position.

Doug observes the untouched pieces of metal for the test,


then he looks around the shop; it's full of white employees.
37.

DOUG
Already filled huh, I see.

Doug goes over to the table, snatches up the bucket, and


marches past Johnny.

Johnny scurries out the way.

DOUG (CONT'D)
You might wanna take the hiring
sign off your door.

EXT. CRAWLER INDUSTRIES - PARKING LOT - DAY

Doug walks to his truck with a phone to his ear.


TRISHA (V.O.)
Hey baby, you're done already?

DOUG
I was the wrong person for the job.

TRISHA (V.O.)
That's crazy, you got more
experience than anybody.

DOUG
Punk-ass foreman saw I was black
and they wasn't hiring no more.

TRISHA (V.O.)
Awe, I'm sorry baby. Don't worry
about it, God will open another
door.
(pause)
But He ain't gonna do it with you
cussing and stuff. You know better.

Doug scoffs and adjusts the tool-bucket on his shoulder.


DOUG
Well, the doors are running out
around here. I'm fixing to go home
and get back on the computer. Talk
to you later, love you.

Doug hangs up the phone and scrolls through the names on the
phone. He stops at: Dezzy "Matchmaker" McMillian.
38.

EXT. DEZZY'S HOUSE - OPEN FIELD - DAY

Dezzy and a handful of guys stand in a circle. D.J. struggles


to hold a Pitbull by a chain. On the opposite side of the
circle, a guy holds back a bigger Pitbull. The two dogs bark
and growl at each other.

DEZZY
Get'em boy! Get'em!

Dezzy's dog raises up on its hind legs; D.J. releases it and


so does the other guy. The dogs race toward each other and
collide in a bloody rage!

The group of thugs shout and jeer; they flash their money in
the air.

A faint rap ringtone rings in the air; Dezzy looks down at


his pocket; he pulls out his phone -- He steps away from the
action.

DEZZY (CONT'D)
Preacher, what up?
(pause)
Nah, I'm out here 'bout to take
these fools money.

D.J. (O.S.)
Doe-boy losing daddy!

DEZZY
What tha Hell, hold on Doug --

Dezzy peers over the crowd.

DEZZY (CONT'D)
DAMN IT, COME ON BOY!
(to Doug)
All I got is that Mayweather fight
card. You gonna have to put some
pressure on your boy Mike, cause he
ain't tryin' to hear me.
(pause)
Yeah, it's a big pay day too! We
all gonna come out on top! Hey, I
gotta jet, my money ain't lookin'
good over here!

Dezzy hangs up the phone and jogs over to check on his dog.
He sees the dog laying on the ground with blood pouring from
its throat. He drops his head and shakes it.
39.

INT. INSURANCE AGENCY - DAY

Trisha deals with a disgruntled customer. She sits across the


desk from an elderly black male, MR. WILLIE BIVINS.

MR. WILLIE
This is why I don't like messing
with yawl. Nobody knows nothing!
I'm gonna take my business
somewhere else!

CAROLYN ADAMS, white female, Trisha's manager observes the


altercation between Trisha and Mr. Willie from her office
from the other room.

TRISHA
I'm sorry Mr. Willie but this is my
first time hearing about what
happened. I'll try to help the best
way I can.

MR. WILLIE
Why does my bill keep going up?!
Yawls don't think I notice it, but
I see what's going on. It just keep
tip, tip, tipping up. My bills are
set for a certain amount.

TRISHA
I'm with you Mr. Willie, I don't
like people messing with my money
either. It's too hard to get now
days.

Trisha focuses on the screen.

TRISHA (CONT'D)
What's your last name again Mr.
Willie? I'm gonna find you another
provider. Some of these companies
will try to be slick.
Carolyn watches how Trisha satisfies Mr. Willie, she leans
back at her desk thinking. After a short time Mr. Willie
rises to his feet smiling holding a new policy in hand.
Trisha even escorts the elderly man to the door; great
service.

She closes the door and walks to her desk.

CAROLYN (O.S.)
Trisha could you come here for a
second?
40.

INT. CAROLYN'S OFFICE - DAY - CONTINUOUS

CAROLYN
Could you close the door?

Trisha closes the door and sits down.

CAROLYN (CONT'D)
That was pretty impressive the way
you handled Mr. Bivins.

TRISHA
Thank you Mrs. Adams.

CAROLYN
You are such a great employee
Trisha but as you know, business
hasn't been going well lately.
(pause)
Corporate won't be sending out
bonuses this year, BUT they are
looking for an assistant manager's
position. Is that something that
may interest you?

Trisha's eyes widen.

TRISHA
Yes ma'am, I would love that
position. Thank you!

CAROLYN
Fantastic, there's a slight bump in
pay, but it won't kick in till the
beginning of the year.

TRISHA
That's fine. I appreciate you
thinking of me. Uh, since we're
talking. Do you think it will be a
problem if I got a cash advance
since we're not getting our
bonuses.

Carolyn smiles and pulls a metal box from under her desk.

CAROLYN
I don't see why not.

MS. ANDREWS (V.O.)


It's amazing how God can be
blessing in one area of our lives,
but we can be taking advantage of
Him in another.
41.

INT. ROBERTSON'S HOUSE - HALLWAY - DAY

We creep down a dimly lit hallway; there is light peeking


from under the bathroom door. Approaching the door, there are
sexual moans emanating from a small speaker.

INT. ROBERTSON'S HOUSE - BATHROOM - DAY

Doug can be seen from the chest up on the toilet. His face is
covered in sweat and he's jiggling fast. His eyes widen as he
brings a phone closer to his face.

EXT. ROBERTSON'S HOUSE - DAY - CONTINUOUS

The Jaguar car pulls into the driveway and the garage door
scrolls up.

INT. ROBERTSON'S HOUSE - BATHROOM - DAY - CONTINUOUS

Doug pauses from his rapid movement and just stares blankly;
he's listening. He cuts off the phone and hears laughter from
the garage.

TRISHA (O.S.)
Girl you crazy! That's why you
ain't got no man.

Doug puts the phone on the bathroom counter and quickly rises
to his feet!

INT. ROBERTSON'S HOUSE - KITCHEN - DAY

Trisha enters the room with her hands full; she holds her
purse and tray with two ice-cream sundaes.

TRISHA
Baby I'm home, I brought you
something!
(pause)
Girl I gotta go, unlike you, I'm
willing to make my man happy.

DOUG (O.S.)
Baby, you should've told me you
were coming, I would've made you
lunch!

Trisha puts her purse down and glances down the hall; she
sees Doug dart into the bedroom.
42.

INT. ROBERTSON'S HOUSE - BEDROOM - DAY

Trisha enters the room holding the tray and notices Doug
wearing a pair of boxers. He wipes sweat from his head.

TRISHA
You already took a bath?

DOUG
Uh yeah, might as well, nowhere
else to go.

Doug sees the ice-cream and reaches for the tray.

DOUG (CONT'D)
AWE MAN, THANK YOU!
(takes a bite)
I'm starting to feel better
already.

TRISHA
I don't understand how people still
racist in this day and age.

Trisha shakes her head, puts her phone on the dresser and
walks toward the exit. Doug watches her walk across the hall
to the bathroom; his eyes widen.

DOUG
Uh, baby what you doing? Your stuff
gonna melt.

TRISHA (O.S.)
I've been holding this all day!

INT. ROBERTSON'S HOUSE - BATHROOM - DAY - CONTINUOUS

Trisha sits on the toilet but we can only see her from the
shoulders up. She looks to the right then to the left and
notices Doug's phone on the counter.
TRISHA
Doug!

INT. ROBERTSON'S HOUSE - BEDROOM - DAY - CONTINUOUS

Doug winces and shakes his head. He gulps.

DOUG
(nervously)
Yeah?
43.

MS. ANDREWS (V.O.)


Sooner or later, our dirty deeds
will find us out.

He watches the bathroom door swing open -- Trisha eyeballs


him as she walks into the doorway of the room.

Slow motion.

She holds up an empty toilet roll.

TRISHA
What did I tell you about this?

Time goes back to normal.

Doug grins with relief. Trisha places the empty roll and the
phone on the dresser; she grabs her ice-cream.

TRISHA (CONT'D)
Mrs. Adams offered me a assistant
managers position.

DOUG
Oh wow, that's what's up!
Congratulations baby.

TRISHA
Only bad thing is, we ain't getting
our bonuses this year. So we'll
have to figure out something else
for the kids birthday party.

DOUG
I might have a big money fight
coming up, but Mike don't want me
to take it.
(Doug scoffs)
We can use that money for the kids
party, plus it can help on some
bills.
TRISHA
I don't know baby, Mike might have
a good reason for you not to take
it.
(pause)
We'll talk later about it. Hey, I
probably won't be able to make it
to the session tonight, but I want
you to still go -- we paying for
it.
44.

They both laugh. She accidently grabs his phone and exits the
room.

INT. CHRISTIAN COUNSELING CENTER - OFFICE - DAY

Jessica sits across from Doug and they share a laugh.

MS. ANDREWS
Wow, so the guy was really that
fast.

DOUG
Man, I swore he had four arms! The
heavyweight division ain't like the
old days. They're like fast moving
dinosaurs.

Jessica laughs again and opens her binder.

MS. ANDREWS
Well, I don't want to prolong the
time, so let's get started -- I am
glad we're alone today, because it
will allow for a different topic.

Doug sits upright and becomes a little rigid.

MS. ANDREWS (CONT'D)


Now remember, you don't have to
disclose anything you're
uncomfortable with. But I would
like to know how can I help YOU as
a brother in Christ.

Doug relaxes.

DOUG
To be honest, my problems are
deeper than Trisha trying to boss
me.
MS. ANDREWS
What do you mean?

Doug adjusts his collar...

EXT. BEL AIRE APARTMENTS - NIGHT - (FLASHBACK)

A boney black hand knocks on a door that is marked: 66. A


BLACK BOY, 10, opens the door and glances up at teenage Doug.
45.

TEEN DOUG
Where Pee-Wee at?

BLACK BOY
In his room.

INT. BEL AIRE APARTMENTS - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS

Doug enters the junky, crammed, apartment. He dodges the


dirty clothes thrown on the floor. The T.V. plays loud
cartoons and a messy coffee table has a bowl of Ramen noodles
on it.

TEEN DOUG
Where Ms. Willis at?

BLACK BOY
At work.

Doug peeks down the dark hallway and sees dim light peeking
under a door.

INT. BEL AIRE APARTMENTS - BEDROOM - NIGHT

Doug reaches for the door but it's lock.

PEE-WEE (O.S.)
GET YO' PUNK ASS AWAY FROM THAT
DOOR!

Doug opens his mouth to speak --

BLACK BOY (O.S.)


IT AIN'T ME, IT'S DOUG, FAGGOT!

The door CLICKS.

The door creeps open and Doug's virgin eyes witnesses


something they have never seen. -- the T.V. is covered with
porn images. He's frozen and can't speak.

A dumpy black teen, PEE-WEE, 17, glances at Doug and smirks.

PEE-WEE
DAMN NIGGA, you ain't never seen a
flick before?

The young black boy's head peeks around the corner next to
Doug. Pee-Wee springs to his feet, yanks Doug into the room
and slams the door!
46.

INT. PEE-WEE'S ROOM - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS

Pee-Wee plops on the bed.

PEE-WEE
His lil nosey ass been trying to
come in here all day.
(to the door)
And you better not be listening at
my door!

Pee-Wee stares at a still standing Doug. His mouth is open.

PEE-WEE (CONT'D)
What up homie, sit down -- you
bring my paper?
Doug pulls a folded paper out his pocket and hands it to Pee-
Wee.

Pee-Wee studies it then kisses it.

PEE-WEE (CONT'D)
My nigga! When I pass the test,
Mrs. Harris gonna be saying Pee-Wee
but how?
(pause)
I'm gonna say, don't yo' old ass
worry 'bout it, just give me the
twenty you promised. You know what--

Pee-Wee reaches over, ejects the tape and hands it to Doug.

PEE-WEE (CONT'D)
A favor for a favor. And if your
mama find it, you better not
mention my name!

Doug stares at the tape and nods.

INT. CHRISTIAN COUNSELING CENTER - OFFICE - (PRESENT DAY)

DOUG
It took me awhile to understand,
but a young mind is not to be
exposed to certain things.

Doug picks up his phone from the coffee table.

DOUG (CONT'D)
This is the worst thing they
could've ever made for a guy like
me.
47.

MS. ANDREWS
Mr. Robertson I appreciate your
candor.

Doug looks back at the phone and his eyes buck!

Jessica places his binder down on a table, and takes a deep


breath.

MS. ANDREWS (CONT'D)


You are not alone in your struggle.
A recent study showed that eighty
percent of men have this same
issue. -- But there is hope.
(pause)
I want to give you a resource that
you can implement in your personal
life.

Doug watches her rise and go over to a filing cabinet.

MS. ANDREWS (CONT'D)


This is an addiction like all other
addictions. You admitting to it, is
the first step.
(grabs a book)
This will help you tremendously,
but only if you follow through. I
can tell you, this won't be easy,
but I believe you can win.

She hands Doug the book; The title: Every Man's Battle. Doug
looks at Trisha's phone again and springs to his feet.

DOUG
UH, Thanks Mr. Gill but I forgot I
have to pick up the kids from over
my mother-n-laws before Trisha gets
off.

Doug shakes her hand and hurries out the door.

EXT. INSURANCE AGENCY - NIGHT

Trisha stands in the doorway; she locks the door. Turning


around she notices the Jaguar has a flat tire. She sighs and
reaches inside her purse; digging around she pulls out a
phone -- but it's Doug's phone.

Trisha punches a code of numbers on the phone -- nothing. She


punches another set of numbers -- nothing. She turns back to
the door to unlock it.
48.

EXT./INT. SHANIQUA'S CAR - NIGHT

Trisha leans against the passengers door; she massages her


temple with one hand and focuses on the highway. She tries to
drown out her loud, obnoxious and overweight best friend
SHANIQUA CARTER, 30s.

SHANIQUA
How many times you try the code?

Trisha sighs.

TRISHA
Shaniqua it's not a big deal.

SHANIQUA
Not a big deal? Then why am I
picking you up? All I know is, if
he was my man, it wouldn't be no
secret codes. Them preachers be the
worst ones.

Trisha glances out the window and sees her house coming up.
She grabs her purse.

SHANIQUA (CONT'D)
You know they got it where you can
synchronize phones, computers, all
stuff together. That way you can
check on everything.

TRISHA
Thanks for coming to get me.

SHANIQUA
Girl please, you know I got you,
but you need to go check yo' man.

Trisha opens the car door.

INT. ROBERTSON'S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

Trisha enters the door; she sees Doug and the kids sprawled
on the floor sleep. The game console plays on the T.V.
Feeling tired she leaves everything the way it is and goes
toward her bedroom.

MS. ANDREWS (V.O.)


No one likes to admit it, but
singles can offer wisdom in certain
circumstances.
49.

INT. ROBERTSON'S HOUSE - BEDROOM - DAY

Trisha's eyes slowly come into focus; she sees a hot steamy
cup of coffee and a plate of breakfast goodies on the
nightstand next to her.

Rolling over she sees Doug dust the dresser.

TRISHA
(groggy)
Thanks baby.

Doug turns around and smiles. He walks over and kisses her
head.

DOUG
You're welcome. I came in here last
night and saw you sleep in your
work clothes and knew you must've
been tired.
(pause)
The kids are next door playing.

TRISHA
I tried to call you last night
because I had a flat. I realized I
had your phone.

DOUG
Don't trip, I'll swing by and fix
it -- HEY, remember that big fight
Dezzy had for me? I'm gonna take
it. He emailed it to me this
morning.

TRISHA
What did Mike say?

DOUG
I haven't told him yet. If he don't
accept me doing it, I'll just pay a
coach to work my corner at the
venue.
(pause)
I'm going to practice in a little
bit, and we gonna talk then.

Doug rises to his feet and walks to his gym bag by the door.
He grabs his phone on the dresser.

TRISHA
Doug what's your phone code? I
couldn't get in touch with you, and
Shaniqua had to bring me home.
50.

Doug quickly turns back typing in his code.

DOUG
What, you wanna check my phone?
Here -- I ain't got nothing to
hide.
(hands over phone)
Could you hurry, cause I don't want
to be late.

Trisha scrolls through the phone and tosses it on the bed.

Doug grabs it.

DOUG (CONT'D)
See I told you, nothing.
He kisses her on the forehead and goes to the exit.

DOUG (CONT'D)
I've already cleaned the house. So
just relax today. Love you.

Trisha glances at the food next to her and sighs.

INT. LONGVIEW BOXING CLUB - OFFICE - DAY

Mike rearranges boxing tapes when Doug enters the doorway and
knocks on the frame.

DOUG
Coach?

Mike smiles through the frown. A few tapes are in his hand.

MIKE
PREACHERMAN, kind of early. Have a
seat -- What you out doing?

DOUG
Came by to holla at you about some
business.
(pause)
That fight Dezzy had lined up, I
took it.

Mike fumbles a tape to the ground; his smile is gone.

DOUG (CONT'D)
My kids birthday party coming up.
51.

MIKE
Always chasing what's not meant for
you to have. When you gonna learn
to take it slow son.

DOUG
I knew you was gonna say that,
that's why I --

Mike holds up his hand.

MIKE
Save it. You already made your
choice. Ain't no sense of trying to
convince me it was a good one.

Mike continues to stock the shelves.

DOUG
You gonna train me for it?

MIKE
I'm behind whatever you want
Preacher.

Doug rises to his feet adjusts his gym bag. He looks at the
back of Mike's head.

DOUG
I'm gonna go wrap my hands, ok?

Mike continues to stock. Doug exits the room -- Mike turns


around and watches him walk past the gym window.

INT. DEZZY'S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - DAY

The back of a recliner can be seen. Dezzy's feet is propped


on a desk.

DEZZY (O.S.)
It's a done deal. I make things
happen.

CORD (V.O.)
Excellent, there may be a seat at
the big table for you after all.
I'll be sending over the flight and
hotel information later. See you in
Miami.

The phone CLICKS and Dezzy spins around in the chair. He


caresses a small puppy.
52.

INT. LONGVIEW BOXING CLUB - WORKOUT AREA - DAY - LATER

Doug crouches a few feet in front of Mike. Mike holds two


small weights that are attached to ropes hanging from a beam.

MIKE
Your timing was horrible last
fight. We got to get that head
moving after them punches. You
ready?

Doug nods and immediately a weight hurdles at him; it grazes


his cheek! -- Seconds later the other one flies toward him!
Doug slips past it and throws a combo.

The weights pause in the air and swing back toward Doug who
throws a combination of punches.

MIKE (O.S.) (CONT'D)


A big guy can only throw so many
punches. Once it's safe, THEN YOU
ATTACK, make him pay for missing.

We see a sequence of this exercise, but during the process,


across the room, Asia focuses in on Doug while she hits the
bag.

LONG BEEP!

A gym timer on a shelf turns red.

MIKE (CONT'D)
(hand on timer)
That's it!

DOUG
One more round before I head to
work.

Mike nods and reaches for the timer. He grabs the weights but
coughs and hacks violently. -- He hunches over.
DOUG (CONT'D)
You aight coach?

Doug hurries over and taps on Mike's back.

MIKE
(wheezing)
Bathroom.

Doug looks to the bathroom some distance away.


53.

INT. LONGVIEW BOXING CLUB - BATHROOM - DAY

Mike nudges Doug back in the doorway, and turns the faucet
on.

MIKE
I'll be fine just let me catch my
breath.

Mike leans over the sink rinsing his mouth. Blood and water
swirl down the drain.

INT. LONGVIEW BOXING CLUB - DOORWAY - DAY - CONTINUOUS

Doug tries to peek inside the bathroom.

ASIA (O.S.)
Is he ok?

Doug spins around to Asia. He shrugs -- Mike hacks again.

ASIA (CONT'D)
I went to nursing school. Let me
check.
(pause)
Coach, it's Asia, I'm coming in.

Doug steps out the doorway and Asia slides by him.

INT. MIKE'S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - DAY - LATER

Doug glances at his coach in the bed once more before he


turns out the light. He turns to Asia a few feet away.

DOUG
Good thing you were here. What you
think is wrong with him?

ASIA
Unfortunately guys like coach only
have one gear, GO. When the engine
overheats, they're down for awhile.
(pause)
He needs to rest for a few days.

DOUG
Dang, this would happen before my
biggest fight.

ASIA
Didn't you just fight, like a month
ago?
54.

DOUG
I had to jump on this one -- It's
on HBO. Can you believe that?!

Asia grins with enthusiasm.

ASIA
WOW, I can't wait to see you do
your thing!

DOUG
Huh, that's the reaction I was
expecting from my wife.

Asia moves in close with a card in her hand.

ASIA
Don't worry about it. It's hard to
appreciate things like that when
you're not in our world.

Doug smiles as they lock eyes.

Asia hands him her card. It's a nurse on stripping pole.

ASIA (CONT'D)
Keep me posted on coaches status. I
got to head to work. Call me when
you can.

Doug watches her exit the house. He then stares at the card.

MS. ANDREWS (V.O.)


To catch you prey, a skillful
hunter must lay a trap. If it's
alluring enough, not much more is
needed.
(pause)
During my years of observation,
much of the damages in marriage, we
inflict on ourselves.

INT. ROBERTSON'S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - DAY

Noise from the kids permeate through the house as Trisha


talks to Shaniqua on the couch.

SHANIQUA
You can't tell me he ain't doing
nothing --
(glares backwards)
CUT OUT ALL THAT RACKET, DANG!
55.

The kids quite down.

Trisha smiles and shakes her head; it makes Shaniqua smile.

SHANIQUA (CONT'D)
What? How can you think with all of
that?

TRISHA
I tuned it out. I'm used to it,
they're kids.

Shaniqua scoffs.

SHANIQUA
ANYWAY, what the Robertsons gonna
do about the kids birthday party?
(sarcastic)
No big balling this year with Doug
working at What-a-burger.

Trisha cuts her eye at Shaniqua and smirks.

TRISHA
He actually got a big fight coming
up on T.V. So we're going to do it
big like we always do.

SHANIQUA
If it was me, I'd be trying to save
my money -- but hey, do you.

Doug enters the house in a hurry. He smiles at Trisha but


sneers at Shaniqua.

DOUG
Hey baby, did you wash my work
clothes?

TRISHA
They're laid on the bed.
SHANIQUA
(smug)
Doug me and the kids will be up
there in a little bit. What's good
on the menu?

Doug walks toward the bedroom ignoring her. Shaniqua smirks


and Trisha snickers.

DOUG (O.S.)
Trisha can I see you for a sec.
56.

INT. ROBERTSON'S HOUSE - BEDROOM - DAY

Doug stands at the door holding the knob. Trisha enters and
he slams the door.

DOUG
(loud whisper)
What was that?! So we're making fun
of where I work now?

TRISHA
Awe baby, you know how Shaniqua is.
She didn't mean no harm. At least
you working somewhere.

Trisha brushes up against him. He nudges her away.

DOUG
You think this is a game? I'm a
grown man flipping hamburgers,
HAMBURGERS.

TRISHA
I'm sorry, dang.

Doug scoffs and quickly undresses out his wet clothes.

DOUG
Whatever, could you wash these
sweats. They bring me good luck.

TRISHA
We don't believe in that round
here.

Doug slides on his work uniform.

DOUG
Just do it please. I'm gonna eat at
work tonight.

TRISHA
(jokingly)
I already knew that -- That's one
thing you're not complaining about.

They both laugh.

DOUG
Dang shame, got to laugh to keep
from crying.

They kiss and Doug exits the door.


57.

INT. ROBERTSON'S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - DAY

Shaniqua flips the remote when she sees Doug enter the room.

SHANIQUA
(sarcastically)
Don't forget about me.

Doug rolls his eyes and grabs the door handle. He turns and
looks at Trisha in the hallway.

DOUG
Don't forget my sweats, please.

Trisha nods and Doug exits the door. She cuts her eye at
Shaniqua.

TRISHA
Why you do that? You know how he
is.

SHANIQUA
What? My kids like What-a-burger.

There's a slight pause, then they both burst into laughter.

INT. ROBERTSON'S HOUSE - GARAGE - NIGHT - LATER

Trisha tosses clothes in the washer and Shaniqua is posted


against the car.

SHANIQUA
I might have to go see a counselor
next time I get married.

TRISHA
Girl do it, this guy has worked
wonders for me and Doug!

Shaniqua cackles a bit.

SHANIQUA
GIRL PLEASE, you know black folks
don't do counselors. That's for
niggas tryin' to be bougie.

Trisha stares at her then rolls her eyes. She throws more
clothes into the washer.

Shaniqua notices a white card fall to the ground. She goes


over and picks it up.
58.

SHANIQUA (CONT'D)
(reads card)
Well, I do know who workin' wonders
with they SPECIAL nurse.

TRISHA
What?

Shaniqua passes her the card and grunts. Trisha reads it.

SHANIQUA
Hmm, I think you need a different
counselor.

INT. WHAT-A-BURGER - KITCHEN - NIGHT


A small speaker plays R&B music on the counter. Keisha looks
and laughs as Doug dances for the kitchen crew.

KEISHA
I knew you couldn't do it, you too
tall!

The kitchen crew laughs and so does Doug. -- the telephone


rings. Keisha grabs it.

KEISHA (CONT'D)
(to crew)
Yawl be quite.
(on the phone)
What-a-burger on the Loop...

Keisha's eyes buck while she listens on the phone.

KEISHA (CONT'D)
Yes ma'am. Yes ma'am.
(pause)
Do you want to talk to him?
(pause)
Ok, I'll tell him.
Keisha hangs up the phone and looks at Doug.

KEISHA (CONT'D)
OOH WEE, MR. DOUG YOU IN TROUBLE!

DOUG
(dismissively)
In trouble..? I'm a grown man.

KEISHA
Well yo' wife been trying to call
you.
59.

Doug pulls his phone out his pocket and observes it: 13
missed calls. He presses Trisha on speed dial...

INT. WHAT-A-BURGER - FREEZER - NIGHT

Doug stands next to the freezer.

DOUG
What? I can't understand you. What
are you talking about?

INT. ROBERTSON'S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

Trisha stands in the middle of the living room pointing with


her finger. Shaniqua is in front of her with her arms
crossed; co-signing Trisha's actions.

INTERCUT TRISHA/DOUG

TRISHA
Don't play dumb!

SHANIQUA
(whispers)
Who the Hell is Asia?

Trisha glances at Shaniqua.

TRISHA
Who the Heck is Asia?!

SHANIQUA
(whispers)
HECK? I didn't say that.

DOUG
I don't know no Asia.

TRISHA
Then why you got her card?!

DOUG
OH, Asia, from the gym. She's --

TRISHA
Why haven't I've heard of her till
now? You know what, never mind.
WE'RE DONE!

DOUG
What?!
60.

TRISHA
I'm not dealing with this! Me and
the kids are leaving!

Trisha hangs up the phone.

DOUG
Hello? TRISHA?

Doug hurries around the corner!

INT. ROBERTSON'S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

SHANIQUA
What I tell you, I knew it!

Trisha dials another number through tear filled eyes.

SHANIQUA (CONT'D)
Who you calling?

TRISHA
(trembling voice)
My brother. He's gonna have to
bring his truck so I can get my
stuff.

SHANIQUA
Where you taking it?

TRISHA
Over my mama's.

SHANIQUA
Nah girl, you and the kids can stay
with me. Don't bring that drama
over your mama house.

Trisha nods and puts the phone to her ear; tears roll down
her face.
SHANIQUA (CONT'D)
Don't even worry 'bout it, you
gonna be aight.

EXT./INT. DOUG'S TRUCK - NIGHT - LATER

Lights zip past Doug's eyes as he looks out his window. He


sees a truck backed in his driveway.
61.

EXT. ROBERTSON'S HOUSE - DRIVEWAY - NIGHT

William and Shaniqua carry boxes to his truck. They see


Doug's truck slam to a stop in the driveway!

Doug jumps out!

SHANIQUA
Ain't no sense trying to explain
now!

Doug throws up a finger and hurries in the house.

SHANIQUA (CONT'D)
Did that nigga throw me a finger?
(to William)
OH, excuse me Pastor, I forgot you
was a man of God.

William shakes his head and loads the truck.

INT. ROBERTSON'S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

Doug enters the room and sees Trisha with a rack of clothes.

DOUG
Why you didn't let me explain?

Trisha is silent and walks toward him. Doug braces against


the door.

DOUG (CONT'D)
Will you talk to me!

TRISHA
You just gonna try to lie your way
out of it! MOVE!

DOUG
BUT I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING.
Someone beats on the door, and fiddles with the knob.

SHANIQUA (O.S.)
Trisha you aight?! Open the door.

TRISHA
(to Shaniqua)
I'm fine.
(pause)
Move out the way Doug.
62.

DOUG
Asia just wanted me to let her know
when coach was feeling better.
She's a nurse.

TRISHA
Move Doug.

SHANIQUA (O.S.)
The police on their way girl!

TRISHA
You ain't nothing but a lying
hypocrite, and I'm not gonna keep
wasting my time with you!

DOUG
If I wanted the girl, I could've
had her but I don't. The only thing
I've done is watched porn --

Trisha mushes the clothes against Doug's face.

TRISHA
YOU AIN'T NOTHING BUT A LIAR!

EXT. ROBERTSON'S HOUSE - FRONT DOOR - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS

Shaniqua's ear is to the door but is jolted back by the


sounds inside. She looks at William.

SHANIQUA
You ain't gonna do nothing?!

William sprints over to the door and slams his frail body
against it. He rubs his arm.

Shaniqua stares him up and down. Scoffing she waves the


pastor away.

SHANIQUA (CONT'D)
Girl we gonna get you out! Hold on!

INT. ROBERTSON'S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

Doug is on the floor covered with clothes and Trisha is on


top beating the Hell out of him!

TRISHA
(Crying)
I GAVE YOU EVERYTHING! I HATE YOU!
63.

Doug blocks her blows.

DOUG
I'M SORRY! BUT YOU GOTTA BELIEVE
ME!

A firm knock hits the door. One that only a few will
recognize.

POLICE VOICE
Mrs. Robertson could you open the
door!

Doug rolls her off him and pins her down, but scratches her
cheek in the process.

TRISHA
DOUG, THAT WAS MY FACE!

The TWO POLICEMEN BURST in the door! They rush over and pull
Doug up. One of the officers helps Trisha to her feet. The
policemen stand in between the couple.

POLICE #1
Ma'am are you ok?

Trisha nods.

POLICE #1 (CONT'D)
We were called for a domestic
dispute. What happened?

Shaniqua goes over to hug Trisha.

SHANIQUA
His punk ass been sleeping around
and now he wants to beat on her!

Police #1 observes Trisha's face.

POLICE #1
(to Trisha)
Ma'am is this true?

Trisha drops her head and cries. Police #1 looks at the other
and nods.

Police #2 takes out a pair of cuffs and tries to place them


on Doug. Doug by simple reflexes jumps back in defense.

DOUG
I ONLY CAME HERE TO TALK. SHE WAS
THE ONE HITTING ME.
64.

POLICE #1
Sir, we need you to cooperate. Your
wife has a mark on her face and we
have to take you in for
questioning.

Police #2 moves forward again.

DOUG
BUT I DIDN'T DO NOTHING!

SHANIQUA
WATCH IT, HE'S A PRO FIGHTER!

The cops look at each other, then rush Doug! The three men
struggle but the police subdue Doug. They lead him to the
exit.

TRISHA
NO, I JUST WANTED HIM TO LEAVE!
DON'T TAKE HIM TO JAIL!

Trisha follows the men out the door.

EXT. ROBERTSON'S HOUSE - FRONT YARD - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS

Police #1 opens the car door. Trisha barriers herself in


front of Doug and Police #2; she petitions Police #1 because
he seems to be in charge.

Shaniqua holds her phone filming the entire situation. Seems


like she was waiting for this day.

TRISHA
Please don't take him!

Doug cuts his eye at Police #1.

DOUG
(stern)
Could you get her off me?

POLICE #1
Ma'am we need you to step a side
please.

Shaniqua runs over and nudges Trisha to the side, but still
manages to keep filming.

Police #2 shoves Doug in the back of the cop car.


65.

EXT./INT. POLICE CAR - BACK SEAT - NIGHT

Shaniqua zooms in on Doug crammed in the backseat. His eyes


begin to water.

Police #2 climbs into the front seat behind the wheel.

TRISHA (O.S.)
Doug I'm sorry!

Tears roll down Doug's cheek.

Police #1 gets in the passengers side. He glances back at


Doug, then looks at the other officer.

POLICE #1
(snide)
Oh look, the fighter is in tears
now? Better dry it up before you
get in there with the big boys.

POLICE #2
Do you know who that is? I'm
positive he's not worried, that's
the Preacherman.

POLICE #1
(jokingly)
OH WOW, A BOXING PREACHER GOING TO
JAIL? I've finally seen it all.

Doug slumps down in the backseat and stares out the window at
Trisha. He watches her slowly fade away.

MS. ANDREWS (V.O.)


We all reap what we sow, in one way
or another.

INT. POLICE STATION - CELL - DAY

Doug lays on the floor surrounded by a few drunks and bums.

MALE VOICE
Mr. Robertson!

Doug's eyes crack open, he rolls over and looks at the


OFFICER at the door of the cell.

OFFICER
You made bail.
66.

EXT. POLICE STATION - STEPS - DAY

Doug and Mike walk toward an old-school ride. One that fits a
smooth guy like Mike.

DOUG
I owe you big for this one.

MIKE
Don't worry about it, I'll take a
little extra after the fight.

Doug musters a smile.

MIKE (CONT'D)
Why don't you come stay with me,
you need to clear your head. You
can get a little more training in
before we leave.

Doug nods and walks to the passengers door. He grabs the


handle.

DOUG
This is crazy, all this for a woman
I didn't even mess with.

MIKE
Yeah but you hit it 'bout fourteen
times in your mind. That's where it
starts.

Doug scoffs under his breath and gets in the car.

INT. SHANIQUA'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - DAY

Trisha lounges on the couch, legs crossed, grossed-out, she


looks at a stained filled carpet. A small dog yelps in the
background with hollering kids.
SHANIQUA (O.S.)
Trisha, Trisha, TRISHA.

Trisha swerves around and Shaniqua stands in the kitchen


holding a pan.

SHANIQUA (CONT'D)
You eat bacon?

TRISHA
Uh, thanks girl, but I don't eat
this early in the morning,
67.

Shaniqua turns back and we hear the sizzling of meat.

SHANIQUA (O.S.)
I know some people when they turn
Christian stop EVERYTHING, even
down to what they eat.
(pause)
I ain't 'bout to give up pork, you
feel me?!

Shaniqua cackles; Trisha stares out the patio window in a


daze.

SHANIQUA (O.S.) (CONT'D)


Guess who Jameel got in contact
with?!
TRISHA
Who?

SHANIQUA (O.S.)
Ronald!

Trisha turns her attention toward Shaniqua! She peers at her


friend through the partition that leads to the kitchen.

SHANIQUA (CONT'D)
They wanna go on a double-date at
that new spot downtown. Look how
God be turning things around. -- He
be UPGRADING girl!

INT. MIKE'S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - DAY

Doug and Mike enter the house. Doug puts his bag on the
floor. The picture of the black woman on the wall catches his
attention.

MIKE
You can have the back room for the
night. It's some blankets in the
closet, you gonna need them, cause
that room gets chilly.

DOUG
It's cool. I'm hot-natured anyway.
(points to picture)
Hey coach who is this?

Mike glances back but moves toward the kitchen, like Doug
didn't ask anything.
68.

MIKE
I didn't get a chance to go grocery
shopping so we gonna head to the
lake about an hour.

He exits the room. Doug shrugs but quickly turns back toward
Mike's direction.

DOUG
HOLD UP, WE'RE GOING FISHING?!

INT. FITNESS CLUB - BOXING RING - DAY

A giant chiseled boxer ESTEBAN "EL MONSTRUO" GARCIA, early


20s, delivers a devastating combo to SPARRING PARTNER #1. He
drops to a knee gasping.

SPARRING PARTNER #2 rushes over and throws a double-jab,


Esteban slips both. Esteban spins and throws a hook and a
over-hand right to the side of his head causing the guy to
stumble through the ropes!

Esteban cuts an eye over at Cord outside the ring and winks.

INT. FITNESS CLUB - OUTSIDE THE RING - DAY - CONTINUOUS

Dezzy stands next to Cord; gazing at Esteban.

DEZZY
OH HE'S NICE!

CORD
You're looking at the first Cuban-
American heavyweight champ.

DEZZY
No doubt, no doubt. Glad you
trusted me with matching him.

Dezzy stretches out his hand. Cord glances at it, then shakes
it.

CORD
This is just the first. You find
ten more matches like the
Preacherman and we'll all be
sitting pretty in the next couple
of years.

Dezzy looks back at Esteban with a devilish grin.


69.

EXT. MARTIN LAKE - DAY

Doug cast his reel out into the lake. Mike slowly winds his
back in.

DOUG
Coach you miss boxing?

MIKE
All the time. If it wasn't for
these old eyes, me and you probably
wouldn't be talking.

DOUG
How did you adjust to not wanting
to do it no more?

MIKE
The desire is always going to be
there. You just have to make
yourself move on. Our minds do what
we tell it to.

DOUG
My mind wouldn't let me think about
nothing else.

MIKE
That's why you got to keep your
guard up, set some boundaries. Your
enemy is always looking for to slip
up, so he can catch you with the
big one.

Doug glances back at Mike.

MIKE (CONT'D)
You got another chance Preacher, I
can feel it, but you got to work on
that defense, people would kill for
the life you got.
Doug peeks over at Mike who's looking out over the water.

DOUG
Who's the woman on the wall?

MIKE
The prize I lost. It took me years
to get my defense right, when I
did, it was too late.
70.

INT. CLUB SILAS - NIGHT (FLASHBACK)

SUPER: Kilgore, Texas 1979

A lean and mean young Mike Campbell, 20s, sits at a table


with the beautiful woman from the picture PENNIE ROCHELLE
GIVENS, 20s. She looks better in person.

A few people sit at the table with them and they all have
drinks, but Mike has several glasses in front of him. He
picks up a fresh glass full of dark liquor.

PENNIE
(holds Mike arm)
Baby, don't you think you've had
enough?

Mike jerks away.

MIKE
DAMN BABY, I just won the title --
(to friends)
Nigga can't even celebrate with his
friends.
(mumbles to friend)
A nigga might have to hold off on
the ring.

Mike holds up his glass.

MIKE (CONT'D)
Suga-Ray I'm coming for you
brother!

Embarrassed and agitated, Pennie rises to her feet and walks


over toward the jukebox.

Mike shoots down the liquor and his groupies follow suit.
They all laugh. He ignores Pennie until...

INT. CLUB SILAS - JUKEBOX AREA - NIGHT

Pennie observes the music selection in the jukebox when she


is approached by a smooth DARK BROTHER. She smiles at
something he says, but it's not heard.

INT. CLUB SILAS - THE TABLES - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS

Mike's friend shoots him an elbow and whispers something in


his ear. Mike glances over to the jukebox.
71.

INT. CLUB SILAS - JUKEBOX AREA - NIGHT

DARK BROTHER
(to Pennie)
Babygirl, I bet sweet music is yo'
middle name.

MIKE (O.S.)
She's taken brother!

The guy cuts his eye over to Mike and his posses and scoffs.
He turns back to Pennie.

DARK BROTHER
This ain't no boxing ring nigga.
You best to keep it moving.

The guy slides his jacket back to expose the handle of his
gun.

Mike erupts in anger and cold-cocks the guy across the room!
He then reaches for Pennie's hand --

BANG! BANG!

Mike quickly runs for cover but slips out his pistol and
fires backwards while weaving through the crowd. The people
in the club run and scream; it's pandemonium!

Mike ducks behind a column; he peers through the frighten


crowd. -- but is horrified when he spots, Pennie lying on the
floor with a bullet wound to her chest.

Mike sprints back across the room with bullets zipping past
his head.

He comes to Pennie's aide, but he is too late. His friend


pulls him, urging him to leave the scene.

INT. MARTIN LAKE - DAY (PRESENT DAY)

DOUG
How did you dodge prison?

Mike finally turns to his pupil.

MIKE
My money got me a slick-talking
lawyer...

He casts his reel back out across the lake.


72.

MIKE (CONT'D)
But the cell I live in now, has no
key.

EXT. LONGVIEW BOXING CLUB - PARKING LOT - DAY - LATER

Asia closes the door to her car and observes Doug and Mike
coming out of the house.

INT. LONGVIEW BOXING CLUB - WORKOUT AREA - DAY

Mike holds up a punchers mitt -- Doug snaps it with a triple


jab! Mike rotates, swings at Doug's head; he weaves under.
MIKE
Turn them punches over. That's what
I'm talking about, you get more pop
like that.

Mike backs away and slides his hand out of one of the mitts.
He heaves in some oxygen.

MIKE (CONT'D)
Go get you a drink.

DOUG
Don't need it, I'm straight.

MIKE
Well I ain't.

They both laugh.

MIKE (CONT'D)
Take five.

Mike walks away and Doug wails on the heavy bag next to him.

Asia creeps up next to the bag and tries to hold it from


swaying.

ASIA
Looking good! Push yourself!

Doug lands a burst of punches then stops. He looks at Asia


and grins, but also tries to catch his breath.

ASIA (CONT'D)
And the winner is -- THE
PREACHERMAN!

Doug laughs.
73.

DOUG
I better be, coach putting me
through the grinder.

ASIA
You might not see it but you're the
next great champ the world is
waiting for.
(pause)
You're training hard and staying
away from your family to achieve
your goal -- Oh yeah, I see it.

Doug grabs a water bottle off a ledge and takes a sip. He


sits on a bench and so does Asia.

INT. LONGVIEW BOXING CLUB - ACROSS ROOM - DAY - CONTINUOUS

A boxer talks to Mike but the conversation isn't heard. Mike


instructs the fighter but catches Doug and Asia in his
peripheral.

INT. LONGVIEW BOXING CLUB - WORKOUT AREA - DAY - CONTINUOUS

ASIA
Do you know who you're fighting?

DOUG
Nah, I just know he's a hometown
kid.

ASIA
Those are the toughest ones. Even
when you win, you don't win.
Is your wife going to the fight
with you? You guys can look at it
as a second honeymoon.

DOUG
We're going through some problems
right now. Actually I'm staying
with coach to get my mind right.

ASIA
Yeah, I seen you both coming from
the house this morning. Listen, if
you ever want to go do something --

Doug cuts his eye at her uncomfortably.


74.

DOUG
Asia... I don't want you to get the
wrong idea, I love my wife. You're
a great person. Back in the day, I
definitely would've jumped on the
opportunity.
(pause)
But I know me, and it's best we
don't go down that road. You feel
me? Let's just keep it in the gym,
cool?

ASIA
I feel you. You're a good guy
Champ, in more ways than one.
Hopefully, it won't be awkward
going forward?

DOUG
Of coarse not! You're my friend.
Plus, if I pass out from training I
might need your assistance.

Asia giggles and rises to her feet.

ASIA
I better let you get back to work.

They bump fist and she walks away.

INT. MIKE'S HOUSE - BEDROOM - NIGHT

Doug lies in the bed reading the book Edward gave him. He
hears a somber voice in the background that's disturbing.

INT. MIKE'S HOUSE - KITCHEN - NIGHT

Doug follows the voice and peers out the kitchen window. He
sees Mike sit on the back porch and sip from a bottle.

EXT. MIKE'S HOUSE - BACK PORCH - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS

MIKE
(holds picture)
Life ain't the same without you. I
miss you so much! I know you tired
of hearing it but I'm sorry. Sorry
for not listening, sorry for not
showing you how much you meant to
me.
75.

Mike presses the picture against his heart and takes a swig
from the bottle. He jumps up from the chair and runs over to
the steps.

He puts the picture on the top step and goes to the bottom of
them.

MIKE (CONT'D)
(digs in pocket)
I GOT YOU SOMETHING!

Mike pulls out a bright shiny ring!

MIKE (CONT'D)
I got that ring you wanted, we can
make it official.
(on one knee)
Pennie Rochelle Givens, will you
marry me...?
(pause)
You will? Awe, baby this is the
best day of my life.

Mike steps up the stairs with a drunk spring! He grabs the


picture and goes over to sit back in the chair. He kisses the
picture and reclines.

MIKE (CONT'D)
(whisper)
Ain't no one like you Pennie,
Nobody!

EXT./INT. MIAMI INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT - DAY

Doug and Mike walk toward the exit. They spot Dezzy wearing a
nice shirt and slacks in the crowd holding a sign by the
door. They approach him.

DEZZY
CHAMP, yawl made it!
DOUG
Dezzy? I almost didn't recognize
you. You clean up nice bro.

DEZZY
I'm making big moves champ.

Dezzy reaches for Doug's and Mike's luggage.

MIKE
(grips luggage)
I got it.
76.

Dezzy smirks.

DEZZY
They put all the fighters in the
Biscayne Marriot. I got the meal
tickets. You hungry champ? It's
some good stuff around here. I'm
gonna take you to this Cuban spot.

MIKE
He don't need any of that. A good
pasta restaurant will be good.

Dezzy scoffs at Mike but nods with respect. They walk toward
a car parked by the curve.

INT. BISCAYNE MARRIOT HOTEL - BALLROOM - NIGHT

Doug and Mike enter the room. It's lights, camera, and plenty
of action. Reporters, boxers, and ring-card girls swarm the
room. Mike sees a guy holding a tray of liquor.

MIKE
Preacherman, I believe I'll make
myself friendly.

Doug shakes his head and smirks, thinking Mike is going for
the girls, but Mike scurries away and snatches a drink off
the tray while fading into the crowd.

On the other side of the room a frenzy breaks out; Floyd


Mayweather and his entourage enter from another room. The
reporters scramble to talk with him. Doug moves closer to the
action. He stands next to a SPORTS AGENT who searches through
his phone.

DOUG
This is crazy stuff ain't it?

SPORTS AGENT
Yes, that Mayweather is a cash-cow.

Doug nods and smiles still observing Floyd from a distance.

DOUG
I can only hope to be at that level
in my career.

SPORTS AGENT
Oh, you're a fighter? What weight?

DOUG
Heavyweight.
77.

The agent sizes Doug up.

SPORTS AGENT
Little on the light side don't you
think? Who are you fighting?

DOUG
(pointing)
That cat over there, Esteban.

The sports agent looks at Doug with great fear in his eyes.

SPORTS AGENT
YOU'RE FIGHTING ESTEBAN GARCIA? Do
you know who that is?!

Doug shrugs nonchalantly.

SPORTS AGENT (CONT'D)


That guy has about three to four-
hundred amateur fights. He's been
to the Pan-Am games, and the
Olympic trials. The only reason he
didn't compete was due to injuries.

Doug's eyes widen.

SPORTS AGENT (CONT'D)


Who are you again? What have you
done?

DOUG
I won five Toughman contest and
went to the National level four
times plus I --

The sports agent smirks.

SPORTS AGENT
TOUGHMAN? -- My man, that's not
boxing.
(hand extended)
Good luck, you're gonna need it.

Fear takes root as Doug looks across the room at a Esteban


Garcia who seems bigger than life now. Seconds later Mike
appears holding a fresh glass of brown liquor.

MIKE
What I miss?

DOUG
I'm dead.
78.

MIKE
Huh?

DOUG
I'm fighting the boxer of the
century.

MIKE
You done fought guys bigger than
that before. You got this.

DOUG
I'm not talking about that. This
guy has --

Mike holds up his hand. He slightly staggers.

MIKE
PREACHER, I said you got this. Now
let's get back to the room so I can
see if our room got a mini-bar.

Doug glances at Mike who's just about to tip over. He has to


catch him from falling.

DOUG
You don't need NOTHING else to
drink.

Doug escorts his coach to the exit.

INT. SHANIQUA'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM - NIGHT

Sitting on a stool, Trisha puts on make-up, but her


expression is sad. She glances at Shaniqua searching in the
closet through the mirror.

SHANIQUA
I should've gotten something new
and took it back in the morning.
(glances at Trisha)
What's wrong, you don't like what
you're wearing either? Come here...

Shaniqua pushes clothes to the side in the closet and pulls


out a tiny red dress. She presses it against Trisha's body.

SHANIQUA (CONT'D)
Girl I had the niggas losing their
minds, when I wore this! Of coarse
that was a few years ago, but
still.
79.

They spin around to the mirror.

TRISHA
A little small for my taste.

SHANIQUA
YOU'LL BE SLAYING IT THOUGH! Ronald
gonna be all over you.
(pause)
Now don't be sinning tonight. I
don't want to be held accountable

Trisha smiles and scoffs.

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - RINGSIDE - NIGHT

T.V. camera focus in on two BOXING COMMENTATORS huddled close


talking over a noisy and electric crowd.

COMMENTATOR #1
This may be Floyd's most defining
fight of his career.

COMMENTATOR #2
Yes, Henry Bruselles has the
technical skill-set that could
present problems for Mayweather,
even though he has two losses.

We switch to a monitor that displays Henry's highlight reel


of fights. We fly back out to the commentators talking.

COMMENTATOR #2 (CONT'D)
This guy really packs a lot of
power!

COMMENTATOR #1
And speaking of power-- this show
promises plenty of that! Making his
pro-debut, the Cuban sensation,
Esteban Garcia who skipped the
Olympics to try his hand in the
pros. He'll be fighting Doug
Robertson from Texas.

COMMENTATOR #2
Now this kid Esteban has the goods.
Born to a family of fighters, this
could be an early night for Doug.
80.

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - DRESSING ROOM - NIGHT

Doug sits straddled in a chair in front of Mike who stands


and wraps his hands with tape.

An OFFICIAL from the boxing commission stands at a distance


observing the procedure is up to state code.

DOUG
Can't believe I'm still getting
butterflies.

MIKE
That's a good thing, keep you
alert. You get cold-cocked when you
get too cocky.
(looks at official)
You like it?

Mike steps to the side and the official walks over examines
Doug's wraps; then autographs them with a marker.

OFFICIAL
You guys are the second bout of the
evening.

The official exits the room.

Mike glances over at Doug.

MIKE
This is your night champ. You're at
the crossroads, make a decision.
(pause)
You gonna great or stay mediocre.

Doug nods and begins to shadow box.

MIKE (CONT'D)
I'm gonna check out the show for a
little bit, go sense the energy.

INT. MANNY'S BAR & GRILL - NIGHT

Trisha, Shaniqua, and their DATES enter the building. Trisha


wears a nice shirt and slacks; very classy.

A WAITER approaches them.

WAITER
Table for four?

The waiter looks back at a packed house.


81.

WAITER (CONT'D)
I'm sorry but it looks like we're
at capacity.

Shaniqua's boyfriend JAMEEL, 50s, who's a scum bucket, but is


wealthy, steps to the waiter. He whips out a crisp hundred
dollar bill.

JAMEEL
You SURE you can't squeeze four
more in?

The waiter peers at a table in the back of the bar area. He


takes the money.

WAITER
Right this way sir.

Jameel turns back and winks at the group.

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - HALLWAY - NIGHT

Mike turns a corner and looks around. He hears voices, and


one sounds familiar. He peeks around the corner and observes
Dezzy talking with Cord Morales.

CORD
I'll be depositing an extra ten
percent into your account. -- I
figure that preacher guy goes down
in the first round, after that,
Esteban's name will ignite.

DEZZY
For sho'. Tell ya boy, Preacher is
open to left hooks, he carry his
jab hand low.

CORD
Oh yeah? We can use that.
Mike slides behind the wall. He shakes his head in disbelief.

MIKE
(whisper)
Ain't this a bitch.

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - RINGSIDE - NIGHT

The T.V. focuses on the commentators who watch a fighter


being carried out on a stretcher.
82.

COMMENTATOR #1
Good, Anthony seems to be moving.
Just moments ago, he laid lifeless,
after an unbelievable straight
right by Lorenzo Reynolds.

COMMENTATOR #2
Let's not kid ourselves this is
still a dangerous sport that can
turn on a dime. Fortunately for
Derek, he'll live to see another
day...

INT. MANNY'S BAR & GRILL - TABLES - NIGHT

The couples sit at a table eating appetizers. RONALD, 30s,


tries to catch Trisha's gaze but can't because her eyes darts
across the room. She still can't relax. Jameel focuses on
the T.V. he could care less about anything else.

JAMEEL
WHOA, YOU SEE HOW THAT NIGGA WENT
DOWN? I knew Reynolds had power,
but MAN! A couple of more years,
AND HE'S THE ONE that's gonna give
Floyd a run for his money.

Shaniqua wanting to participate with her man, joins in the


conversation.

SHANIQUA
That's right baby, my man know his
sports.

Shaniqua wraps her arms over Jameel and gives him a big kiss.

Ronald and Trisha eyes finally meet in an un-comfortable


stare.

RONALD
(whispers)
You ok? You look lovely by the way.

Trisha relaxes and smirks at Shaniqua.

TRISHA
Thank you.

Shaniqua scoffs and rolls her eyes.


83.

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - DRESSING ROOM - NIGHT

Doug's nerves get the best of him as he witnesses on an


overhead monitor the previous K.O. He jumps up and starts to
shadowbox.

Mike quickly enters the room.

MIKE
That Dezzy trying to set us up!

DOUG
What?

MIKE
They done overmatched us for the
fight. Plus, that nigga telling
them how to beat you.

Mike paces the floor rubbing his hands together.

MIKE (CONT'D)
You remember the plan? -- VOLUME,
VOLUME, VOLUME. You gotta rack up
the points on this cat. Be first!

Doug nods nervously. He's never seen Mike like this.

DOUG
I got'cha coach. We gonna pull this
one out, God got us.

Mike sighs and looks up at the monitor.

MIKE
That nigga done worked my nerves. I
gotta piss.

Mike hurries out the room and Doug continues to shadow box
but at a much urgent pace.

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - BATHROOM - NIGHT

Mike hurries in the room fidgeting with his zipper. Dezzy is


at the urinal. He catches Mike coming in.

DEZZY
COACH, what's happening! Yawl
ready?

MIKE
Kick rocks, you slimy bastard.
84.

Dezzy cuts an eye at Mike in surprise.

DEZZY
What the Hell wrong with you?

MIKE
Don't play dumb nigga. I heard the
convo between you and that
promoter. You might think this
gonna be a walk in the park, but
trust me, we got some for your ass!

Dezzy zips his pants and smirks. He walks past Mike to wash
his hands.

Dezzy observes his new smooth look in the mirror.

DEZZY
I'm glad you believe that noise you
talking, maybe you can feed some to
the preacher.
(pause)
But we both know how this gonna
play out. This new kid gonna mess
yawl up, and yawl gonna go home
happy with a nice payday saying you
were happy, yawl got messed up.

Mike comes from around the corner zipping his pants. He


narrows his eyes at Dezzy.

MIKE
How you gonna do Preacherman like
that? If it wasn't for him, you'd
be living on the streets.

Dezzy doesn't look at Mike directly, but through the mirror


while fixing his suit.

DEZZY
I've repaid my debt to that man.
Shit, all the matches I've found
for him, that nigga owe me.

Mike doesn't look into the mirror but stares directly at


Dezzy.

MIKE
Ain't surprised. Just another black
man building his career on the back
of another black man.

Dezzy dries his hands and returns the gaze.


85.

DEZZY
The only color that matters in this
world my man is, GREEN.

MIKE
I live by different principles.

Dezzy scoffs and is about to walk off when Mike sucks in a


bunch of air and grabs his chest.

Mike tries to brace himself against the counter but collapses


to the floor. Dezzy's eyes widen.

DEZZY
Mike... MIKE... SOMEBODY HELP!

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - DRESSING ROOM - NIGHT

Doug continues to warmup but sees several people rush by the


doorway. Peeking down the hall. People crowd around the
bathroom entrance. Cautiously he steps out the doorway.

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - BATHROOM - NIGHT

Doug pushes past the people in the doorway of the bathroom


and sees a guy delivering C.P.R. to Mike. He tries to run
over to his coach but Dezzy steps in front of him.

DOUG
COACH!

DEZZY
(holds Doug)
He's gonna be ok champ we got
medics on the way.

DOUG
WHAT HAPPEN?

DEZZY
Don't know. I got here just in time
and saw him lying on the floor.
(pause)
We got to get you out of here. Your
fight coming up.

Doug pushes Dezzy off of him.

DOUG
FIGHT? I'M NOT STEPPING IN NO RING.
86.

Dezzy smoothly straightens his clothes. He glances at the few


people that have collected in the bathroom. He gently ushers
Doug out the door.

DEZZY
Preacher let me talk at you for a
second...

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - HALLWAY - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS

Dezzy steps to Doug and eyeballs him.

DEZZY
(aggravated whisper)
I'm gonna let that little episode
slide, cause yo' mind ain't
straight right now.
(pause)
But here's the deal. You're going
to fight tonight just like the
CONTRACT says. Or, you and your
coach will be hitching a ride back
to East Texas. You feel me?

Doug knows that Dezzy is not tripping. He simply nods.

Dezzy straightens his suit one more time, cracks a smile, and
pats Doug on the arm.

DEZZY (CONT'D)
That's my nigga. We gonna may sure
yo' coach is straight, so don't be
worryin' 'bout him. Plus, he
probably gettin' back what he done.
You need to focus.
(pause)
I'll find a cornerman for you. I
just need you to put on a good show
for the people tonight. We
straight?
Doug returns the gaze and nods. He knows he must comply or
else.

Dezzy strolls away with a slight smirk. Doug watches him but
goes back into the bathroom.

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - RINGSIDE - NIGHT

The commentators stand in front of the cameras.


87.

COMMENTATOR #1
This next fight promises to deliver
just as much action as the last.

COMMENTATOR #2
Absolutely! There always seems to
be a bigger buzz when it comes to
the Heavyweight division. And the
buzz around this young man is just
as loud...

INT. MANNY'S BAR & GRILL - BATHROOM - NIGHT

Ronald and Jameel stand at the urinals taking a leak.

JAMEEL
Oh girl, still sexier than a video
model. That preacher had him a good
one! I know you gonna try to hit
that tonight.

Ronald smiles and shakes his head.

RONALD
It's not even like that bruh. I'm
just trying to catch up with her.

JAMEEL
Nigga please! She ain't my girl and
"I" got a little hard when I saw
her.
(pause)
Lookin' all classy, that be the
freakiest ones.

Jameel flushes the urinal.

JAMEEL (CONT'D)
Shaniqua used to look like that,
but she done fell off. If she don't
get right, I'll be finding me a
dark-skinned chick like yours.
(pause)
You better put a lock on it this
time around.

Ronald zips-up and smiles; he's definitely thinking about


Jameel's advice.
88.

INT. MANNY'S BAR & GRILL - TABLES - NIGHT

Trisha and Shaniqua sit alone at the table. Shaniqua slides


in close.

SHANIQUA
(whisper)
What you think? Still look good
don't he!

Trisha smiles and nods.

SHANIQUA (CONT'D)
I heard him tell Jameel he hate you
and Doug didn't work out but he
think this is a sign for you and
him to get back together.
(pause)
Girl ain't that exciting!

Trisha smiles again but this seems a bit rushed.

At that moment the guys appear from around the corner. Jameel
glances at the T.V. and sees the match-up between Doug and
Esteban.

JAMEEL
OH SNAP! LOOK WHO 'BOUT TO FIGHT.

Trisha looks at the screen and her eyes widen.

COMMENTATOR #1 (ON T.V.)


Esteban's opponent the Preacherman
comes in at a lean two-hundred and
fifteen pounds. He has a several
fights under his belt, but he has a
string of losses.

COMMENTATOR #2 (ON T.V.)


And this will probably be his next
loss. The nickname Monstruo, is
fitting, because Esteban truly is a
monster. This guy is a freak of
nature. Weighing two-hundred and
sixty pounds and he moves like a
freight train! I hope the
Preacherman is right with God,
because he might be meeting Him
tonight.

The screen shows a highlight of Esteban knocking out sparring


partners is flashed across the screen.
89.

INT. MANNY'S BAR & GRILL - TABLES - NIGHT

The couple sit at the table with their eyes locked on the
screen. However, Trisha hands are clasped together under the
table.

TRISHA
Lord don't let him get hurt.

JAMEEL
What Chris Tucker say on Friday..?
Your preacher husband 'bout to get
knocked the F--

RONALD
JAMEEL, watch your mouth bruh.

Jameel looks at his friend with surprise.

JAMEEL
Dang homie, it's like that?

Jameel leans over to Shaniqua and whispers.

JAMEEL (CONT'D)
You see this nigga? Trying to be
all chivalrous.

Jameel and Shaniqua cackle together while looking at the


other couple.

Ronald leans over to Trisha.

RONALD
It's ok. I think he's going to be
fine.

Trisha smiles and nods.

TRISHA
Thank you.
Everyone looks back at the screen.

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - HALLWAY - NIGHT

Doug stands next to Mike lying on a gurney. He has regained


consciousness. Two medics stand at the head and foot of the
gurney. They're ready to roll it away.
90.

MIKE
(tired whisper)
Don't worry about me Preacher,
focus on what's in front of you.
You here me?

DOUG
Yes sir.

MIKE
I'm serious. Whoever this guy is,
they're fully invested in him. But
they don't know you got a secret
weapon.

DOUG
I do?

MIKE
God's in your corner.

Doug smiles.

MIKE (CONT'D)
But you have to fight. Nothing of
value comes easy.
(looks at medic)
Do they got cable at the hospital?

The medic nods.

MIKE (CONT'D)
Good. You hear that Preacher, I'm
gonna be watching. So if you ain't
moving that head, I'm gonna be
pissed.

Doug laughs.

DOUG
Don't worry coach. We gonna bring a
win back to Texas.
(to medics)
Whatever he needs, make sure he has
it. He's all I got.

Doug watches as the medic roll Mike toward the exit.

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - SEATS - NIGHT

Dezzy sits next to Cord at ringside. They watch Doug walk to


the ring...
91.

Christian rap music plays over the arenas sound system, but
Doug is not pumped up. He has on his white outfit but his
trainer is not matching; this is definitely a stand-in.

CORD
Your guy doesn't look bad.

DEZZY
Yeah he's ok. But our boy gonna
make quick work.

Cord smirks.

CORD
I agree but we DON'T want it to
look fake.

DEZZY
I feel you. Preacherman will give a
good effort.

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - RINGSIDE - NIGHT

COMMENTATOR #1
The Preacherman is a southpaw with
a jab and we don't know if Esteban
has faced many lefties at this
stage of his career.

COMMENTATOR #2
I'm positive with the credentials
Esteban has -- he has seen every
kind of fighter there is.

The commentators watch Doug bounce and move around the ring
attempting to get loose. Suddenly the lights dim and eerie
Latin music permeates the sound system followed by drums.

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - HALLWAY - NIGHT

One single light focuses on the hall entrance. Esteban and


his cornerman stand swaying to the beat of the drums. Leading
them is a man wearing Santeria priestly apparel, this is the
BABALAWOS. He has a lit cigar and spits rum into the air.

The entire crew wear red and stridently make their way to the
ring.
92.

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - RINGSIDE - NIGHT

The commentators stare in amazement as the red assembly make


their way to the ring.

COMMENTATOR #1
Out of all the ring entrances I've
seen, this is the first I felt the
need to go to Mass after the fight.

COMMENTATOR #2
Is that a bird in that guys hand?!

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - BOXING RING - NIGHT

The witch doctor dances around the ring holding a dove. He


wheels a machete like a Ninja.

Colorful red lights flicker in the arena.

COMMENTATOR #2 (O.S.)
I know we must accept everyone's
culture but this -- WHOA.

COMMENTATOR #1 (O.S.)
Looks like we might see blood
before the fight even begins! Has
this sanctioned?

The BABALAWOS' knife descends upon the bird, but upon contact
the bird explodes into colorful smoke forming the words
above: "El Monstruo".

The crowd ooh's and ahh's.

COMMENTATOR #2
WHAT AN AMAZING SHOW! If the crowd
wasn't on his side, they are now!

INT. MANNY'S BAR & GRILL - TABLES - NIGHT

The double-date sigh with relief.

JAMEEL
Maaan, that cat into that VooDoo!
(to Trisha)
I hope your husband -- EXCUSE ME,
finna-be ex-husband is prayed up,
cause he fighting the DEVIL
tonight!
93.

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - BOXING RING - NIGHT

Doug glances across the ring at Esteban. He begins to


nervously pace in his corner.

However, Esteban glares at Doug with a ominous contempt;


almost savoring the moment. He's not even warming up, just
swaying from side to side.

RING ANNOUNCER (O.S.)


Ladies and gentlemen this bout is
scheduled for four rounds of
heavyweight action!
(pause)
Your judges are...

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - SEATS - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS

The Announcer talks in the background while Cord leans over


to Dezzy.

CORD
I know you're a gambling man. How
much do you have riding on this
one?

DEZZY
Maaaan, EVERYTHING! I'm 'bout to
make a serious come-up.

RING ANNOUNCER (O.S.)


and fighting out of the red
corner...

Dezzy and Cord shift their eyes to the ring --

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - BOXING RING - NIGHT -


CONTINUOUS

RING ANNOUNCER (O.S.)


weighing in at a two-hundred and
sixty pounds... the pride of
Cuba... Esteban - EL MONSTRUO -
Garcia!

Esteban finally comes out his corner and tosses off his robe!
He raises a fist to the crowd!

RING ANNOUNCER (O.S.) (CONT'D)


Fighters to the center of the ring!
94.

INT. MANNY'S BAR & GRILL - TABLES - NIGHT

Ronald has his arm around Trisha as they watch the screen.
Her hands are still clasped together, but now they're on the
table.

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - CENTER OF THE RING - NIGHT

Both fighters stand in front of each other. They are about


the same height, but Esteban is much more physically
imposing. The REFEREE stands in the center of them.

REFEREE
You both received my instructions
in the dressing rooms. Obey my
commands at all times. I expect a
clean fight. Let's touch'em up.

Doug extends his glove to Esteban. But Esteban moves in


close...

ESTEBAN
(touches glove)
Your God can't save you from me.

The fighters touch gloves and back away. However, Esteban


stares into Doug's soul as they go back into their corners.
Doug's eyes are widen.

Doug kneels in the corner for one final prayer. The referee
stands in the center of the ring with his arms spread, ready
to signal the ringer of the bell.

Doug stands and bounces on his toes.

REFEREE
(to Doug)
You ready?
(to Esteban)
You ready? -- Let's go!

The referee motions to the timer keeper.

DING, DING, DING.

Doug does something unusual; he rushes the bigger fighter and


throws fast but annoying jabs! Esteban smirks, slides to
Doug's right side, and lands a savage left hook to the body
and head!
95.

INT. MANNY'S BAR & GRILL - TABLES - NIGHT

Trisha and the entire group flinch at the brutal power of the
Goliath type of man. Jameel glances at Trisha.

JAMEEL
This is going to be too much for
Preacher. He needs to take a knee.

RONALD
Bruh, give it a rest, aight?

JAMEEL
(shrugs)
I'm just saying.

Trisha rises out of her seat and walks closer to the T.V.

TRISHA
(mumbles)
God please cover him.

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - BOXING RING - NIGHT

Doug throws a combo to create space but Esteban closes the


distance fast; almost like a cheetah hunting it's prey. He
launches an assault with speed and fury on Doug like no man
has ever seen!

Doug thinks back to his coaches words...

MIKE (V.O.)
(whisperings echo)
Clinch if you have to.

Esteban is a different type of fighter. He opens his arms


like a trap-door and Doug pops off of him. Esteban is about
to deliver another blow until...

DING, DING, DING!

Esteban glares at Doug and smirks.

ESTEBAN
One more round.

Doug staggers to his corner.

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - RINGSIDE - NIGHT

The commentators watch the fighters in their corners.


96.

COMMENTATOR #2
This is panning out as expected.
It's only a matter of time before
the Preacherman succumbs to the
skill of Esteban.

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - SEATS - NIGHT

DEZZY
Our boy looks good.

CORD
He looks phenomenal! One more round
and the investors should be ready
to fall at my feet.

Dezzy nods and smiles.

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - BOXING RING - NIGHT

Esteban stands in his corner ready for the bell to sound.


Doug on the other hand sits on his stool to the last second.

DING, DING, DING!

Esteban rushes out his corner. He meets Doug almost before


the cornerman can remove the stool. He throws two leveling
hooks, but Doug somehow ducks both; and gets out the corner.

Doug snaps the head of the giant with a surprising straight


left. Then moves!

INT. MANNY'S BAR & GRILL - IN FRONT OF T.V. - NIGHT

Trisha animates her hands and body with Doug's. She is in the
fight with him.

TRISHA
That's it! That's it! Keep your
hands up!

Jameel glances over at his homeboy. Ronald tries to smile but


his emotions are getting the best of him. He takes a drink.

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - RINGSIDE - NIGHT

COMMENTATOR #1
I give Robertson credit. He is
holding his ground.
97.

COMMENTATOR #2
Yes, but HOW LONG is the question.

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - BOXING RING - NIGHT

Doug throws a combo but hits only air. Esteban pushes him
into the ropes and throws blistering punches to the body,
head, arms, anywhere the punches will land. It's a pure
crucifixion.

DING, DING, DING!

INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - NIGHT

Mike is fixated on the screen.

MIKE
What are you doing Preacher?! Fight
back son, you better than that.

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - SEATS - NIGHT

Cord stares at Doug. He watches the cornerman work on him. He


talks to Dezzy but doesn't look at him.

CORD
Your guy is durable.
(looks at Dezzy)
This is not suppose to go the
distance.

Dezzy looks at Doug and bites his nails.

Cord catches the glance of Esteban. He makes the "what's


going on" gesture. Esteban stands to his feet.

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - BOXING RING - NIGHT

The fighters stare at each other. You can tell Doug is


gaining confidence. He returns Esteban's glare.

DING, DING, DING!

Both fighters hurry to the center of the ring. However,


Esteban switches up, he sidesteps and goes away from Doug, a
retreating motion.
98.

INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - NIGHT

Mike's eyes widen. He knows what's about to go down.

MIKE
DON'T DO IT! HE'S TRYING TO TEMP
YOU.

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - BOXING RING - NIGHT

Doug takes the bait and goes on the attack. He pins the more
skilled fighter on the ropes. He lands chopping blows to the
body of Esteban. Esteban smirks, taking them with ease.
SUDDENLY, Doug splits the guard of Esteban with an uppercut!

Esteban is pissed! He weaves past the rest of Doug's flurry


and connects with a cracking left hook! Doug staggers back
and touches his brow and sees a trickle of blood, but then...

A black shadow appears in Doug's right eye. Next, everything


goes black in that eye! Doug's adrenaline pulses and he
scurries around the ring with wide eyes; but only seeing
through one of them.

Even Esteban is surprised. He glances at Cord. The manager


motions him to attack!

DING, DING, DING!

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - DOUG'S CORNER - NIGHT

Doug sits on the stool while the HIRED CORNERMAN holds an ice-
pack to his face, and rubs salve on the eye.

HIRED CORNERMAN
We gonna get you right!

Doug blinks incessantly! A few seconds past and his vision


comes back.

DOUG
(whisper)
Thank you Jesus.

The cornerman glances at him and smiles.

HIRED CORNERMAN
Switch it up a little bit. Don't be
predictable.

DING, DING, DING!


99.

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - BOXING RING - NIGHT

Doug comes straight at Esteban , but just upon contact, he


fakes going left, then leaps in the air to the right, and
hits his opponent in the head with a nasty right hook. Same
move Brad Pitt did on the giant in the movie Troy. The crowd
oohs and ahhs.

Esteban glances over at Cord, as Doug bounces away. Enraged,


Esteban puts on a professional punching clinic. But he misses
his last punch...

MIKE (V.O.)
A big guy can throw so many
punches. Once it's safe, THEN YOU
ATTACK, make him pay for missing.

Doug holds his own, throwing a series of solid combinations,


and showing a high boxing aptitude.

DING, DING, DING!

The fighters return to their corners.

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - RINGSIDE - NIGHT

COMMENTATOR #2
UNBELIEVABLE, what a fight! These
two guys might steal the show
tonight!

COMMENTATOR #1
This was truly a test of David and
Goliath!

The ring announcer talks in the background.

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - CENTER OF THE RING - NIGHT

Both fighters stands on seperate sides of the referee.

RING ANNOUNCER (O.S.)


All three judges score the fight
the same, thirty-eight to thirty-
eight. This fight is a draw! A
draw.

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - SEATS - NIGHT

Dezzy jumps up in protest, but Cord stays seated. He's


pissed.
100.

DEZZY
COME ON NOW, THAT'S SOME BULL. What
fight was yawl looking at!
(to Cord)
Florida got jacked up judges.

Cord slowly rises and straightens his suit. The deafening


crowd begins to lower. Dezzy shakes his head for a second.

DEZZY (CONT'D)
Don't worry 'bout it. Next one I
find, we gonna bring our own
judges.

CORD
That won't be necessary. We will no
longer be needing your services.

DEZZY
BUT THIS WASN'T ON ME. THE JUDGES
WERE TRIPPIN'.

Cord holds a hand and walks away. He's not interested.

INT. AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER - BOXING RING - NIGHT

The HIRED CORNERMAN takes the gloves off Doug's hands.

HIRED CORNERMAN
Good fight homie, but I ain't gonna
lie, I thought you wasn't gonna
last. You got that dog in ya.

Doug smiles.

DOUG
Me either.

HIRED CORNERMAN
But on the real, you a preacher?
DOUG
Yeah, ordained since ninety-six.

HIRED CORNERMAN
Well I be dang, a boxing preacher,
that's what's up. Hey, if you don't
mind, send a prayer up for my moms.
101.

DOUG
Absolutely. If you don't mind, can
you run me to the hospital to check
on my coach? I'll give you some gas
money.

HIRED CORNERMAN
No problem, I got you.

The cornerman nods happily.

EXT. MANNY'S BAR & GRILL - PARKING LOT - NIGHT

Jameel exits the building first and Shaniqua trails behind.


Directly behind them, Ronald holds the door open for Trisha
who exits the building.

Trisha and Ronald walk towards her car. There's uncomfortable


silence.

TRISHA AND RONALD


I enjoyed --

They look at each other and smile. Ronald gestures for her to
speak first.

TRISHA
I really enjoyed your company
tonight.

RONALD
Somehow I feel a "but" coming.

Trisha drops her head and looks away.

TRISHA
Ronald I'm sorry.

RONALD
It's ok. You don't have to explain.
I knew once I saw you throwing
punches, it was over for me.
(pause)
You only have one true love. It was
really good seeing you again.

Ronald reaches out and hugs her. He then opens her car door.

HONK! HONK!

JAMEEL (O.S.)
Let's jet bruh!
102.

Ronald glances back and sees Jameel in the truck. Shaniqua


marches to Trisha's car. Ronald turns back to Trisha.

RONALD
I better go. Have a good night.
(to Shaniqua)
Check you later Shaniqua.

Shaniqua tosses up her hand dismissively and gets into


Trisha's car. Ronald waves and jogs away.

EXT./INT. JAGUAR CAR - NIGHT

Shaniqua slams the door and folds her arms.

TRISHA
You ok?

Shaniqua sighs and slumps in the seat.

SHANIQUA
I don't understand why God won't
bless me with a good man.

INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - NIGHT

Doug peeks in the room and taps on the door frame. Mike who's
dozed off, cracks open his eyes.

MIKE
(groggy)
PREACHERMAN, get on in here.

Doug walks over and gives Mike a soulful hand shake.

MIKE (CONT'D)
You made me proud out there
tonight.
DOUG
I appreciate it coach.

Mike observes the bandage across Doug's eye.

MIKE
(points)
You good? He caught you with a good
one.
103.

DOUG
Ring doctor said I might have to
get surgery. But enough about me,
how YOU doing?

MIKE
I got liver damage, but they said
it will regenerate.

DOUG
Yeah, but you got to stop drinking
though. If God can do it for me, he
can do it for you.

Mike smiles and nods.

DOUG (CONT'D)
Who knows, if I can't box no more,
I might need you to train my boy.

They both laugh and Doug hugs his coach.

EXT. MCWHORTER PARK - PAVILION - DAY

Trisha places party hats on a decorated table. From time to


time she monitors the kids on the playground.

Shaniqua tapes streamers to a post when she notices Doug's


truck pull into the parking lot.

SHANIQUA
Look who done showed up.

EXT. MCWHORTER PARK - PARKING LOT - DAY - CONTINUOUS

Doug exits the truck wearing an eye patch. He also sports a


big straw hat, a modified boxing robe, and he holds a trash
bag full of plastic swords. He's the true definition of a
ghetto samurai.

EXT. MCWHORTER PARK - PLAYGROUND - DAY - CONTINUOUS

Preston dangles from the monkey-bars. He drops to the ground


when he spots his dad!

PRESTON
(points)
THERE GO MY DADDY!

Preston, Mariah, and a large group of kids sprint to Doug.


104.

EXT. MCWHORTER PARK - PAVILION - DAY

Trisha grins big as she watches a sword battle with all the
kids. Even, Shaniqua has to smile.

EXT. MCWHORTER PARK - PAVILION - DAY - LATER

An amazed group of kids surround Mariah and Preston as they


open their gifts. Doug and Trisha stand next to each other
with their chest poked out a bit; happy, their kids are
happy.

Trisha probes the patch on Doug's eye.

TRISHA
What the doctor say?

DOUG
Looks like I'm done with boxing.

Trisha eyes widen.

TRISHA
Awe nah Doug. I'm sorry.

DOUG
It's cool. At least God gave me two
eyes, right?

They both chuckle.

DOUG (CONT'D)
Can you take a walk with me? I want
to talk to you about something.

Trisha stares at Doug's one eye for second, but she finally
concedes. She looks at Shaniqua.

TRISHA
Shaniqua, can you watch things for
me while I talk to Doug for a
second?!

Shaniqua lips snarl but nods to her friend.

EXT. MCWHORTER PARK - TRAIL - DAY - CONTINUOUS

The couple emerge onto an asphalt trail that surrounds the


park's diameter.
105.

DOUG
I want to tell you I'm sorry again,
but I DIDN'T MESS WITH ASIA.

Trisha focuses on the path.

TRISHA
I know.

DOUG
WHAT? You know?

Trisha looks at Doug.

TRISHA
I called and talked to her.

Doug looks at her with his mouth open.

TRISHA (CONT'D)
What? Don't look at me like that. I
had to know for sure.

He shakes his head and smile. They both laugh.

DOUG
Man you crazy.

Trisha pause from walking. She stares at Doug.

TRISHA
Listen Doug. I love you and I feel
like you love me too, but if you
ain't willing to give up that
addiction, you can forget about me
and the --

DOUG
THAT'S WHAT I WANTED TO TALK TO YOU
ABOUT. Trisha I don't want to lose
you.
(pause)
Before all this went down, we were
doing so good. I felt like we
started new. Whatever you want,
I'll do it. You can have my codes,
I'm done with porn. I don't care,
as long as I got you.

Trisha side-eyes him.

TRISHA
I'm serious. If you're not ready to
put me first, you need to --
106.

Doug quickly pulls her in for a kiss,

DOUG
I'm putting GOD first... then you.

Trisha grins big! She grabs his face and kisses him! They are
interrupted when they hear the kids coming in the distance.

TRISHA
I guess you better get ready for
your next match.

Doug gets in his karate stance and runs out to meet the kids.

INT. CHRISTIAN COUNSELING CENTER - OFFICE - DAY

Jessica lounges in his chair. She observes Doug and Trisha


who are snuggled up against each other. Their glowing.

MS. ANDREWS
I must say, you guys have made a
full turnaround.

TRISHA
Yes sir. And we owe it all to you.

DOUG
Mr. Gill I can never thank you
enough for what you've done.

MS. ANDREWS
It was my pleasure, but it was you
guys who put in the work. -- and
congratulations on the new job. I
hate you guys will be moving so far
away.

TRISHA
Yeah, I hope I can get used to the
weather.

MS. ANDREWS
Southern Indiana isn't so bad. I've
been there a few times. OH, I
almost forgot...

Jessica quickly rises and walks to the closet. She pulls out
a shining trophy.

MS. ANDREWS (CONT'D)


Doug you may not have won the
fight, but you are a champion. Both
of you.
(MORE)
107.

MS. ANDREWS (CONT'D)


(pause)
You guys fought to salvage your
marriage, and that's what it takes.
If you continue to practice each
others love language, you're going
to keep winning.

The couple walk over and admire the gleaming trophy.

DOUG
Wow, I appreciate it Mr. Gill.

TRISHA
It's beautiful. Will you take a
picture with us?

MS. ANDREWS
It would be an honor.

She steps in the doorway of the office, and looks at CARLA,


the secretary.

MS. ANDREWS (CONT'D)


Carla would you take a picture of
us please?

Carla enters the room and Trisha hands her the phone.

Jessica and the couple pose behind the trophy.

EXT. ROBERTSON'S HOUSE - DAY

We see a large U-Haul parked in the driveway. The family


carry boxes back and forth from the house.

MS. ANDREWS (V.O.)


Our most basic emotion is to be
loved, to know love that's birth
out of reason and choice, not just
instinct. We need to be loved by
someone who CHOOSES to. But that
requires energy.
(pause)
If we expend that kind of energy
for the benefit of your spouse, you
too will get a sense of
satisfaction - the kind of
satisfaction that only comes from
fighting battles that bring true
victory.

FADE OUT
108.
109.

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